When I think
Of my friends
I think of
A colorful pile
Of leaves each
One vibrant and
Each one a
Mystery but when
Brought together a
Cacophony of color
Creating a palette
So rich that
Even a rainbow
Remains very jealous
Category: Creativity
DryingEyes
My fingertips dance
Across your cheekbones
Like a child
Over frosted panes
Of glass clearing
Away the humidity
Of tears that
Iciness mine or
Nature caused and
Of which I
Now dry hoping
To see the
World like the
Child through the
Glass and like
Me through your
Now drying eyes
HavingNotHaving
There’s a difference
Between knowing love
And having love
Having implies absent
Yet knowing cannot
Be undone don’t
Worry about not
Having for surely
If you know
That you don’t
You know that
You do and
There’s the difference
AhAwWeeee (for Boo)
It’s no surprise
That you returned
Like a dog
Out for run
Muddied and tired
Or like snowdrops
Popping out of
Snowy cold ground
You reappeared now
We never ended
Yet like a
Wet fuse we
Fizzled out instead
Of the Ahhhhh
We said Awwww
Struck again with
Time perhaps now
We fly skyward
Popping to Weeee
Health
The most precious
Commodity in life
Is your health
There is nothing
As beautiful as
A ripe apple
Or a horse
Galloping across the
Plain they are
The embodiment of
Life and health
Be you now
The magnificent creation
That you are
