*Sigh

And just like that

It happened the hope

That had been buried

Deep in the ground

Erupted in yellows reds

Blues and pure whites

Like a cascade of

Spring flowers all yawning

Saying here I am

As promised after winters

Heavy blanket of loneliness

But will anyone notice

Oh hey hi there

Stop that it tickles

And then snap pluck

And off I go

Once again someone’s bouquet

*sigh

Trust

It’s hard to find

The good in people

When goodness itself is

Based solely on trust

If we can’t believe

Yet ridicule our poorest

Begging for scraps how

Can we ever trust

Others looking for love

Apps

I no longer rely

On apps to introduce

Me to others apps

Have agendas and promotions

Promises and false hopes

Like attending a masquerade

Ball one is never

Certain to whom you’re

Speaking not just how

They look but who

They are we have

Become a liars society

Where truth has become

As rare as love

Spill

Ugh not this song

My heart being wrung

But not a bell

But a wash cloth

Not meant to celebrate

But only to soothe

To whisk away fever

Or mess or crumb

When did my heart

Become an after thought

Used to clean up

Someone else’s selfish mess

Candles

I awoke so happy

Like my twelfth birthday

When the perfect cake

Was placed before me

And the lit candles

Harbingers of my wishes

Eyes closed and blowing

Would certainly come true

That’s how I felt

Today knowing they had