Block”d
I sit in the dark,
At random I get a little spark,
The night is near blithe,
Curious, wondersome, full of light,
What seemed but a hunch,
Passes like the hour of daily lunch,
What did I do with my day,
Had fun but could not find my way,
In all of life’s daily bushel,
It seems hard to keep with the hustle,
I am not judged on what I think,
But I am judged by the words I do Ink,
A little here and a little there,
Well, now I am almost ready to share,
Time does Tic and It does Toc,
Now I hope I am over my Writer’s Block.
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
Categories:
wondersome, absence, career, change, destiny,
Form: Rhyme
My happy butterflies
Bright yellow wings, scalloped in velvety back, are fluttering
In the mellow morning air,
Dancing in happy search of nectar on a purple,
sweet scented clover bud.
Joined by his mate, equally wondersome decorated.
They greet each other in a joyful dance.
“Follow me, I know of a fragrant, red butterfly weed blossom
over here-- come on!”
“Oh yes, I like this! Now come and taste this gorgeous orange-
painted Zinnia.”
“Why, thank you, it’s quite good, I like it too!”
A goldfinch is clinging to a swaying milkweed,
but it does not bother the frolicking couple,
It takes to the air, swooping further down the colorful meadow,
While my happy Swallowtails found a rain puddle.
“Ah, this is just what we need , a cool drink,”
they smile.
Categories:
wondersome, nature, happy, happy,
Form: Free verse