shades

be there mystery
behind curtains of dark glass?
I see all of You

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endanger’d species

th’ ancients spoke of life
outside the cave—
when sounds were emit’d
from lips
till lips became fingertips
and fingertips thoughts—
when emojis became the light
in darkness
and darkness made us fear the light—
while under the eyes
of night and day
were creatures on the loose
not so intelligent
but somehow more content
within that breath of fresh air—
no longer ours

Life Finds a Way

our footsteps—
thoughts in a fog
of ice and flame
thrashing land’s breath—
creating new seed
from featherless ashes—
new tributaries of thirsty veins
rousing Terra—
rescuing her from her dark dream
of compost and mulch
to fructify a new tomorrow

Fresh as a Rose

how refreshing
those times when the world
offroads thru another prism door
to refract a breath of newness
engendering feelings
a child sometimes feels—
and for that twinkling
I am a kid again

always Today

                               should Tomorrow waylay thee
                               with whispers from my Heart
                               ‘tis but an Echo
                               adrift upon our mystic orb
                               from Night’s other side
                               ne’er to be lost

home schooling

                                  Mom’s experience
                                  must be follow’d faithfully
                                  her years to succeed

point of view

                                           Heaven’s reflection
                                           examining creation
                                           through different light

pelagic trance

                                  Terra’s chest rising
                                  breath wafting sea-worthy sails
                                  o’er feet and fancy

rest area

                                    break from the flight path
                                    life’s wingers on life’s petals
                                    then… a hop away

hummingwell

                                            galaxy
                                            of complexions
                                            of perfumes
                                            serenade spellbinding
                                            to taste
                                            to memory
                                            for rewelcomings