I wait in expectation
for the manifestation of Joy
to pounce on me like a leopard
whos spots don't change.
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Evening Snack
I dream of a snowy path through a quiet Birch wood;
powdered cacao ditches on either side.
Puffed marshmallow clouds swimming overhead.
Tree tops frosted orange and gold with sunlight
The Horizon caked in Sunrise.
powdered cacao ditches on either side.
Puffed marshmallow clouds swimming overhead.
Tree tops frosted orange and gold with sunlight
The Horizon caked in Sunrise.
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Haikus and short thoughts
Straight As The Crow Styles
Red lips and white pearls
black dress with golden bracelets
your song is sweet ma'am.
Misty Eyed
Grace isn't always smooth
beauty isn't ever near
how can i see You?
"Birds, Birds, Birds!"
Two Warblers stand still.
Wings like milk chocolate feathers
nestled in my thoughts.
Dating
Outside are the dogs
Howling at the moon. I am
Inside, terrified.
Work-Place Harmony
Green Mentos fresh breath
flirts with red altiod strong mint
spearmint-peppermint
Christmas in July
Round and down the bend
rust and sparks shred the daylight
Summer tobaggon!
Friday blues
Fridays are like a
mini Christmas Eve. The same
disjointed sadness.
Pinkie Promise
Hand balled up firmly
pinkie outstretched, eyes locked in
what sincerity!
Parting Hug
Cancer burned her thin-
shoulders and she hides them well.
I want to kiss them.
Cart before horse?
I wonder if pain
is the entrance fee to love
or it's expression?
Red lips and white pearls
black dress with golden bracelets
your song is sweet ma'am.
Misty Eyed
Grace isn't always smooth
beauty isn't ever near
how can i see You?
Two Warblers stand still.
Wings like milk chocolate feathers
nestled in my thoughts.
Dating
Outside are the dogs
Howling at the moon. I am
Inside, terrified.
Work-Place Harmony
Green Mentos fresh breath
flirts with red altiod strong mint
spearmint-peppermint
Christmas in July
Round and down the bend
rust and sparks shred the daylight
Summer tobaggon!
Friday blues
Fridays are like a
mini Christmas Eve. The same
disjointed sadness.
Pinkie Promise
Hand balled up firmly
pinkie outstretched, eyes locked in
what sincerity!
Parting Hug
Cancer burned her thin-
shoulders and she hides them well.
I want to kiss them.
Cart before horse?
I wonder if pain
is the entrance fee to love
or it's expression?
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