little things

Sea Ya

A sunny day I hope there be

When my soul returns to sea

A flourish of ash from the bridge I know well

Ancient memories, clear as a bell

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Thrust to the cove of many muddy feet

A world of my own across the street

I’ll mingle with muck then drift with the tide

To the bay, out to sea, spreading far and wide

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Vastly dispersed, forever safe from hell

Eventually to settle with sand, rock and shell

With never a need to shed a tear for me

When tears are unseen in the sea

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Time Will Come

Morning’s meant for mourning.

Day’s meant for life.

Evening’s time for rest,

ending the days strife.

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Morning is time to ponder.

Day is time to do.

Night’s for reflection,

when no one’s watching you.

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Mornings are the start.

They make the day brand new.

Good or bad, darkness comes,

another chance for moons of blue.

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Only Love Can

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Love’s just a word we love to use

It’s the poets’ favorite muse

Sprinkles of confetti on pages everywhere

Words parting lips to blow in the air

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Yet only love can mend a heart

When suddenly it’s torn apart

And only love can mend a mind

When it’s not treated kind

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In our world all are human

Sharing forever whether man or woman

And thus to bond as a clan

As only love can, only love can

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Outside the Safe

Sticks-a-dozen by chance collide

Metaphorically making a box to hide

Abstracted distractions of imaginary space

Where the views transparently clear

Through these walls we shape around us

To shelter us from our fear

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Though this box a cell when not a vault

And the combinations given by default

When sticks and bars are the same

The outside’s kept out and inside kept in

And nothing’s ever lost or found

When there’s nothing ever within

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Timeless Reflections

Why do mirrors cause such a fright?

They’re little more than bouncing light

Reflections of a time just past

Instant flashes that fade too fast

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They smile when we’re happy, shun when we’re not

They care not when we’re gone, time’s soon forgot

Just a wall hung shard of glass with backs unseen

With gilded surrounds to heighten their sheen

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While the image of ourselves is bigger from within

This picture in the glass is less than paper-thin

Just an instant in time soon to disappear

Though every glance a moment that we’ll never share

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One Way Ticket

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The world and I on a different plane

Though destinations are the same

Ticket bought for the morning light

Wasting time till the evening flight

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Runaways, both it and I

Grading shades of clear blue sky

Rocks may roll, some may fly

Most just buried when they die

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Scoops will make forever night

Landing time’s now in sight

Running late, none’s to blame

The world and I on a different plane

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Adrift

There’s no safe harbors left for me

Though bonds broken, never free

I know not where my path will lead

I know not what I’ve left to bleed

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I’ve wandered long to quench the greed

Never to find what I truly need

Till beckoned by the endless sea

Aimlessly adrift time calls to me

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Forecasting Forever

I can’t predict the weather

But I know when it’s hot

I don’t need a blizzard

To know when it’s not

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I could feel the wind

Rustling through the trees

When you blew out the door

And left my heart to freeze

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Whether or not

There’s a change of mind

The seasons will change

Some are kind

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It always seems sunnier

On the other side

The grass is always greener

With vistas forever wide

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While storms will brew

And come and go

My love preserves

This you can forever know

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Nourishing Tasty Stew

Mix, match traits and trade

This is how a human’s made

Manipulations of our DNA

Plus all of nature has a say

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There are physical traits; one and two

One’s the outer, how others see you

Two are senses it’s how we perceive

Then memory, that’s how we retrieve

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Intelligence gives us reason to reason

Personality is how we share the seasons

Adding old to make new, the trait of creativity

And last, yet most important of course, is our empathy

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Magenta Rose

Magenta Rose and tulips fine

Blossoms bright in the suns morning shine

Now homeward bound over sand and sea

To the dewy petals forever haunting me

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Magenta Rose and two lips fine

If your bed awaits please give me a sign

Darkness blankets all other blank faces

Till numbing gales scatter their traces

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Magenta Rose with two lips fine

I’ve longed to make those two lips mine

Magenta Rose may I help your garden thrive

Where two lips pressed will make our blooms alive

~*~

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