Souls Of Color

Leaving the grocery, I was told

I have a beautiful green soul

by the guy with a space

where a tooth should be in place

Then, as the car began to roll

Mumford and Sons sang Away My Soul 

I thought about what all this means

how I guess a soul could  be green

At the movie theater nearby

I was helped by a guy

who, when looking into his eyes

I witnessed the most beautiful green

soul-windows I believe I have seen

So taken was I, I told him so

as he handed me the tickets to go

I then hurried on my way

for it was a special day

where years have passed since our first date

so we had good cause to celebrate

But I’ll be happier still with this fate

if he is truly, my beautiful green soulmate

Dreaming The Wall Down

You never call

and the wall you’ve built

has no windows or doors

to open so, I’ll just wait

quietly for now, as time passes by

wondering how, you lost your voice

maybe it fell from your mouth

only you can tell, but perhaps I’ll hear

the phone ring while I’m  asleep

dreaming of the things we’ll say

like we did before, when, there

still was a way in, to your heart

 

How To Dress For Spring

Brighter days lie in wait

to lift you off bare feet

when you step

into their green

Golden sun warmly

wraps you in its rays

blending you

into sky so blue

Be Sure To Wear A Smile

PreSPRING (inspired by view from window after rain)

Green is the new brown

covering all things bare; the ground

Clear blue, the new grey

dull becomes a bright, shiny day

Buds begin to flower

more color by the hour

The dead, revived

I AM ALIVE

Life Score

If your heart

has lost it’s beat

search your soul

for new rhythm

then your mind

will slip into

something more comfortable

as you dance

to the music

of your life

Daily Presence

Let go of before

Today you have been reborn

Just open your eyes

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Morning comes to you

The chance to begin anew

Embrace it with joy

The Fence And I

Painting the back fence

in words that should last

beyond this day, since

years, do just rush past

These fence words I’ve picked

will stay here until

time has been licked and

the need to stand still

Then I and the fence

will come to know

 the wind’s blowing, hence

over will we go

By then, it won’t mean

 a thing, if that side

is greener than green

when the fence collides

with the earth, and I

am lifted so high

swirled around in mirth

amid true blue skies