Short Feast Or Famine Poems

I saw the top of a crocus today
peeking through the sod.

How odd
upon this New Years day
to see a sign of spring!

It seems the weather does bring
hope and joy and sorrow
a promise of feast or famine
greater than all our resolutions.

And have we adversely affected
the climate that is projected
to come our way ...
who can say?

I saw the top of a crocus today....

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Some days, they flow like the nile,
bringing life to the parched soil.
Some days, they bring forth
a dark emotion to the open
like waves of a raging sea,
swelling to break free.
These voices in my head
screaming at me.
Other days, like prying fingers
of the long dead.
They are cemented in my head.
No matter how I ply.
Still they stay,
locked away,
awaiting another day....

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The words I write represent a brief vacation
To a place of solitude and sublimation
They help me recycle the trash that I find
And leap from the compost heap that is my mind
They help me excise and examine
And to enjoy both feast and famine 
These words act as both hammer and nail
Blind man's Braille and believer's Holy Grail 
Lastly, these words provide me with peace
In this rented body and this world that we lease...

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Love is the halo of my heart 
the curved bow of my steely dart
the signature of my hand write 
the diamond shine of my sunlight 

Love is my truest companion 
my hungering feast or famine 
my distressor, my dopamine 
my soul's benefactor & sheen

Love is both turbulence and calm
a hand offering, a peaceful alm 
a juxtaposition-sibling 
and a song thats ready to be sung 

Love is a bouquet of flowers, 
with the scent of April showers.  

June 22, 2018...

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