a poet's playground

the flowers died

the flowers died
but
the thought didn’t
admitting
a little more
somethin…….
…………………………..than
somethin…….

expressions of ease
placed on the page
while
dylan saturated day & night

wake’s better
leave sleep
to those who forgot
how to hug

under the willow

it is under
the willow
you will learn
to breathe
while the limbs
hang limply
over

lay still
look into the
eyes
of nature
it speaks
in
endless breaths
asking
only
for acknowledgement

on this bank

tête-à-tête

undress
under the moon
hang up your dancing shoes
there’ll
be no party
this night

gather
your
best dress
carefully
seal it away

the stars
& spirits
will keep
company

while you
drift
to sleep

red shoes – (a song)

a gnarly day
wicked weather
hungry souls

the lark
cleared his throat
to sing
the ducks
clapped their wings
upon the pond

breathe…… in 3’s

the issue
isn’t that you’ve cried
so…….. so ……… long
that you’ve run out
of tissues
the issue
……………….is
in forgetting
it’s good for the soul

so weep
a little longer
for it won’t
weaken the spirit
it’s a rinsing

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BG

growing pains

it was a spiritual fire
a dance laced
with desire
aspirations
to touch the sky

no more wandering
no more wondering
no more
no more
no more
…………….. whys

the cant’s
no longer
displayed on a shelf
into life’s

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