Symmetrical hearts drawn on white paper
Dispersing clouds like a magical piper
Holding my shaking hand
More hearts in the sand
While slowly letting my heartbeat taper
Category: nature
Expanse (day 872)
I’ve come to reach out here
To look beyond horizon lines
Yell out my silent secrets
And scatter wide my deepest thoughts
Distilling my memories
In the vista beyond
Sharing all lost decisions
With the expanse below
Like a pet that once loved me
I’ve shared my whole soul
With the winds that now hold me
Together at the seams all aglow
Decay Sits Around (day 869)
As flower petals fall in the autumn
And rain drops drip from browning leaves
My love fades away into distance I’m away
And I lose my life
Dwindling softly around northern wind
Chilling my bundling tighter to me
Autumn caressing my heart
Decay sits around patiently
I Am Dance (day 868)
I’m the river and I am rain
I’m the song that sounds the same
I’m the lost and I am found
I’m the up and I am down
I’m the whisper that came out loud
I’m the suns forever cloud
I’m the light in times of dark
I’m the meow and I am the bark
I’m the sorrow and jubilee
I’m the thought and memory
I’m the offense and I defend
I’m the game and I am the end
Crippling Romance With Stars (day 856)
I can see the stars when I close my eyes
Time flickers back to a time in space
Where long grass tickled cold toes and exposed shins
Walking lackadaisically over uneven ground
Arm in arm, enjoying the moment fully
Fuzzy groups of dancing nymphs
Flirting with mavens of the night
Desire spreading thick
Anticipating cool morning fog
Loud vibrations floating through nights air..
I can smell the essence there that night
Palpable reckoning, subtle beckoning
Tentative but raw passion driving
It wasn’t infused delusion crippling my senses
It was more romantic than that
Dead Leaves (day 847)
Strolls through the park now are filled with dead leaves
Dead leaves float down from shifting canopies
Deciduous trees slowly sway with mother earths soothing motion
Dead leaves blanket soiled paths laid through summer
A softening, deadening all sounds of scraping dirt
But shuffling along as I push forward
Dead leaves dance with discarded cones
Tossed away in haste during a squirrels preparation
Dead leaves share with me a full spectrum of browns
Reds, oranges, greens, purples, blacks
As they run the test of time separated from their lifeline
Dead leaves tell of turning seasons
Lazy summer indulging into autumns necessary storage
And clear nights turning into frosts morning
Dead leaves share with me the art of romance
Harmony in age
Holding hands with Mother Nature
As she guides the procession forward
A Plan (day 843)
Around without a scent
Around without a feeling
Around I go to natures end
To lay the plan again
A Bloom (day 839)
A bloom
Expanding and compressing
On sun lit impressions
Gorging it’s way forth
Through a timeless dance
Silently mirrored by lonely sisters
Holding hands with twigs
An attached lifeline
Until the dance has ended
Visitors have bowed out goodnight
And a hush settles
While shadows envelope
Veges From the Garden (day 829)
Gnarly and unique
Richly delicious
Rewarding
The Jones (day 828)
To you we just quiver
But to us we are champions
We have the ultimate
In safety and defense
Imagine, a ball of spikes
Impregnable
Undesirable
Very non-tasty
But our noses we each
Have such pinkness delight
And toes with our claws
Soft bellies underneath
And in our deep sleep
We curl into a ball
Relaxing our quills
Exposing a petite nose
We are a peaceful bunch
Sleeping all day
We rummage around
Without much of a noise
And if we are lucky
If our owners feel
To let us roam free
We roam wild and happy!
