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Petrichor
Instead of inhaling
doom and gloom,
let’s take a walk
in the woods,
play hide and seek
among willow trees,
Feel the sun rejuvenate our soul,
Become one with dirt and rain,
bathe in the healing fluid from mother nature’s veins,
petrichor,
just what the doctor ordered.
Monday 12th October 2020 1:27 am
Wildflower Wishes
Bury me in a blanket of wildflowers,
nutured by morning dew,
where lilacs perfume the air,
jasmine lights up the night,
wind and rain serenade gardenias,
delicate roses are protected by bushy thorns,
forget-me-nots bloom...
where dandelion wishes
brings me back to you.
https://youtu.be/YQ8n_Esop5I
Tuesday 21st April 2020 4:11 pm
Brick Roads
Ten years old,
gigging frogs,
avoiding horny toads.
Then a teen,
in search of the wizard,
playing pinball, drinking, smoking.
On to adulthood,
pushing back when anyone
crossed the line.
Now,
doing time
with this karma of mine.
Traveling brick roads
that lead to
nowhere particular.
But, as long as there is
music and poe...
Monday 2nd March 2020 1:47 am
God Rays
Staring too long into the looking glass,
trying to predict the future and
make sense of the past.
Time goes by lightning fast.
Poetry sets the cast.
Call it dreaming...
cloud surfing,
cartwheels on high wires,
living, laughing, loving
singing, no regrets.
Drink every drop of life,
before God rays
absorb the wake
and your soul sails
into moonlight.
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Saturday 21st December 2019 1:23 am
Good Days
God bless the good days.
Days a smile is no stranger to your face.
Days your favorite songs play, and you sing along.
Days faith is restored in humanity.
Days sunshine and fresh air makes life seem fair.
Days you feel the gentle touch of love.
Good days will see you through tough days,
down days,
diseased days,
bitter days that never seem to end,
days you have no friends,
days ...
Monday 18th November 2019 1:15 am
Father
You ask if I believe in God...
How can I not?
To deny my Father
means I leave my existence
to some 30 year old predator
who impregnated a girl half his age
and left her to raise their child
in the wilderness, among wolves
that feed on loneliness and despair.
Without my Father, I would never know
that after suffering comes deliverance,
pain leads to compassion,
forgiveness breaks b...
Sunday 19th May 2019 7:16 pm
Twisted Love
Love once bloomed
like a fragrant flower
in eternal spring.
Through years of
torrential summer tears,
then droughts,
the scent faded.
All that seemingly remains
are scorched petals that drop
like dead leaves in fall.
But, far beneath
the frozen surface,
intertwined roots run deep...
Making our twisted love
hardy, to weather the
toughest seasons.
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Wednesday 8th May 2019 1:57 am
Wild Flowers
In the blue-green meadow
of my silent soul,
scorpion grass -
dormant for decades,
now grows wild and free,
sustaining me,
spreading love
for the aching world
to behold its beauty.
Monday 25th February 2019 3:27 am
Writer's Block
When you get writer's block
go for a walk
find a friend
have a talk
blow bubbles
spin a top
count stars
watch birds flock
whatever you do
don't stare
at a blank page
as the clock
goes tick-tock.
Thursday 3rd January 2019 12:58 pm
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