Category: rhymed verse


The tiny seed knows its place

becomes well-rooted

before showing her face

Drawn to the beauty of light

she stretches upward

to live within its sight

She drinks deeply from the sky

every time it falls

to splash and land, nearby

Limited by what she knows

she lives her whole life

reflecting on sun’s glow

and yet, somehow, she grows

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Green is coming back

So delighted, for that

It makes me want to twirl

when flowers paint our world

Eyes sweep, then stare in a marveling gaze

with the deep, down breaths of better days

The cold of winter passes on

to the sweet music of feathered songs

They echo lovely, through the background

to magically replace dissonant head sounds

And, rich blue skies prevail

while the strong lions, set sail

to brush against our recently, bared skin

reminding us of pleasure, once again

 

 

 

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First of winter, yesterday

but summer still hung on by its skin

we soaked it in with sun’s drenching rays

not knowing when bitter cold, might begin to seep in

Then, we may turn varying degrees of blue

as days can’t hold on to their light

and autumn leaves drop off to become fewer than few

aware that winter’s wind comes with such a nasty bite

 

Dream Check

Last night I saw you flying

along a silvery moon beam

as I was busy tying

the loose ends of a dream

You appeared so completely free

portraying not a single care

I watched you soar above the tallest trees

wind blowing through your golden hair

The hands of time stood still

but yours spread gently with grace

While gliding down valleys and over hills

a radiant smile just covered your face

I felt a longing inside my chest

which pulled and tugged with all its might

It seemed a persistent unspoken request

to join you in your night’s delight

I couldn’t push the desire away

when all lately, cut deeper than a knife

so I accepted without the slightest delay

and flew into this dream of a conscious subconscious life

 

 

 

 

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Oh, glorious sky of day

coaxing this darkness from where it lay

Open your eyes,”  I hear you say

 Joining sun, you pull these blues away

All is well; my fears allay

 

Oh, velvety sky of night

soak this heart in brilliant starlight

make it sparkle; golden and bright

Unleash the dreams behind these eyes

as past and present become allies

 

 

 

Someday I’ll no longer be tethered

like the little blonde girl with purse of red patent leather

when someone like you stole all

her young heart’s most-valued treasures

Untethered, if ever that relentless storm

again, crashes down unmeasured

And although I’ve grown only

a small set of feathers

I now know, they are built to repel

all manner of hell; doing it really, really well

 Still stronger, they’ll grow

preparing for a case of the never-say-never

when they will lift me up

to fly freely through, any type of inclement weather

 

 

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Disillusioned and dazed

from the latest fiery blaze

Now enter Time and Space

 on go, to take over a place

Then, brush idealistic hopes away

their once bright colors, ash gray

while Space fills every room

as Time most heavily looms

 and unending questions abound

but no clear answers will ever be found