Soar Sweetly Siren

I’ve seen her out there stretching and reaching Word flights of whimsy ire and fire bare and brazen Whilst I down and clumsy totter to reason’s edges Full of envy wishing and craving for her way with words Standing on Fancy’s nightly beach Looking up into thousands of twinkle light stars Clouds of them filling the void of black with light All suns planets galaxies all past no now no future no life I look down at my wet feet Cold wet feet Sand and salt water running between my toes Toes that carry more life than all that up there Nails need trimming again Where does the time go Half naked ash stand in brown carpets While red gold swamp maples laugh At the sumac’s yellow clouds of tiny tossings It’s time to shine and shed again Swell roots with winter sap Let the wind blow through in wasted fury Let new branches feel the air go by Stand fast and watch the leaves in flight Ablaze in danced delight (a green eyed lady needed a lift .................tizzit)