Inhale this moment,
let the sunshine in.
No, it’s not easy.
I have begun now,
unlearning the rush.
A brand new lease
will wake you up.
All those details
that went unseen.
Decorate
everyday
with color
spilling
across
you.
majestic serene
she has her own mind
mighty keen hunter
fierce rodent killer
sleeps in a curl
has a war cry
off with their heads
loves chasing prey
pats down her nest
unperturbed
unconcerned
unruffled
queen like
my way
cat
a forever mark
altered universe
rewrites history
permanent scarring
natural tattoo
powerful proof
marking event
cold nostalgia
permanency
here to stay
past mistake
memory
healed
sharp cut
scar
old men deciding
sending young to die
grandmothers crying
destroying families
killing people’s dreams
devastation
terrible horrors
sanctioned murders
innocents die
no one wins
upheaval
strife and stress
skirmish
battle
war
a good listener
appreciator
common ideas
unified thinking
scores of memories
respectfulness
understanding
brave defender
sense of humor
honesty
unity
kindly
humane
friend
Hope is not a thing
resting in one place,
the poet said hope
is a feathered thing,
I think it takes wing
and flies to hearts
too numb to sing,
hearts too heavy,
hearts too weary,
hearts beating
out of time,
out of rhyme~
hope comes,
breathe in...
rise!
peach
color
fine fruit
nectarine
bit of blush
sweet preserves
fuzzy and round
refreshing juice
Georgia orchard
cut up on ice cream
tasty freshly picked
great in a cobbler
peach is a marvel
she makes a fine pie
It’s the middle ground,
a luscious sweet spot.
Mellow medium,
leaving you aligned.
Rhythm in balance.
Just the pitch pipe,
sound permeates.
Kindling on fire,
enough to toast.
Not too high,
not too low..
alto flames.
Main source,
mezzo
tone.
attracted to light
landing on my porch
delighting faeries
not a damselfly
not a firefly
from the near woods
child of the night
a dainty wisp
just visiting
something lithe
something light
mystical
pea green
luna
moth
harried freeway drive
stress in the morning
stress in the evening
tension in my back
waiting for a crash
race car drivers
stressing me out
motorcycles
sirens flashing
semi trucks
traffic stops
terrified
freeway
tension
car
I’m a Monday girl
waking with the Sun.
Revved up and ready,
just give me coffee.
Ambition on fire.
I will show you
what I can do.
I was resting
now I’m solid.
In the air
it begins,
a vision.
Ready
to press
start.
May
flowers
warm air
may baskets
dafodills
tulip fest
graduation
post prom parties
senior skip day
balmy weather
preparing garden
sandals and beaches
a summer romance
memorial day
veterans in parade
in most recipes
tickles the taste buds
pro-superstitious
sugar’s opposite
potato friendly
a stimulant
found in ocean
necessary
sharp white sprinkles
pepper’s mate
on table
tasty
spicy
salt
Big leap from pencil
Exclamation marks
Scribbles and whorls
Paragraph writing
Not erasable
A cartoonist
Writer of prose
Middle school
Soiled fingers
Permanent
Poetry
Penmanship
Bluish
Tattoo
Ink
It's too dark for her.
She daubs mascara on glass.
The mirror has no arms...
Night's just in the morning.
There existing, the eyes ran
Upon former years, tears
The mood stops, reflecting
Make faces, she's mine
Broken embers from limbs
Vice and crash,
Both's empty blood —
She's twisting surfacing
Barbwire that
Blocks out
Shards
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