I’ll be seeing you again
With panthers and snakes
Wildly collapsing concepts of hope
Against the backdrop of humanity
And blasphemy
Blasphemy blows down the doors of occupation
Ringing from the lonesome dove
And comforting as holy mothers do
Forever dew drips lonely from the tree
Grasping at obstructed blades of sunshine
Soon the warmth will be all over me
Figuratively speaking
There are rainbows
And tulips
And pretty girls
And sunshine
And smiles and green grass
And cute dogs following me around everywhere
But literally
There’s just my shadow
Lakes with glassy water
Sculptured clouds float lazily by
And a bee makes its rounds
Loudly buzzing to say hi
Sunshine, sometimes hiding
Soaking deep within
Smells of grass which I ignore
The itch; I am relaxed
A cool glass of lemon water
Lazily swinging on the porch
Soft music floats along
As the warm oven sings a song
Snoozing, with the pretty girl from the North
Even breath, tummy against my back
Flutters of a spinning fan
It’s summer again, let it remain again
*NOTE: again, I found another missing number in my catalog, so to make all right with the world, I changed the day number on this to fill in the voids. Sorry to cause you alarm.
I made a decision
That decision was easy
It was a choice on a matter
Of whether or not
To allow me a luxury
So simple and trite
Inside it is truth
Inside it is me
It radiates outwards
Like the new day’s sunshine
It warms up the heart
Like fire in the hearth
It came to me today
In a moment of truth
To smile for a while
And smile I did do