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Born Free Poem
At the Philadelphia Flower Show
we plotted and planned our future life
that was the first time you called me husband
and I delighted in calling you wife
we made a wish on every bud
every elegant and extravagant display
the tulips called to our lips
and we lovingly obeyed
we ran barefoot across floral bridges
and danced with rainbow Perennials
windmills of majestic Daylilies
whispered summertime testimonials
we were lost outside of time
lost inside the paradise of our sacred oath
these exquisite gardens remind us both
of what in life matters the most
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Born Free Poem
Sipping wine in the garden
is one of my favorite pastimes
it’s when I can fully exhale
and clear and cleanse my mind
my heart violently breaks open
tranquilly finds me worthy once more
each breath and sip I take
leads me back through serenity’s unlocked door
distractions lose track of me
the bees protect me from peace poachers
I get carried away by the symphony of silence
nature is one of the greatest composers
I’m almost finished this slightly chilled Rosé
I’m feeling as light as a freshy born rainbow
I’m going to sip this last glass nice and slow
cuz I’m so not ready to go
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Born Free Poem
I knew that once I stopped
frantically looking
you would magically appear
I knew that once I stopped
dramatically sulking
you would emerge from the sphere
your form is a sultry black
your deep hue is smooth
and unblemished
when I first drank
from your fertile fountain
I was immediately replenished
you have the eyes of God
they enrapture me
in every and all ways
they caused me
to reappraise
my decision to give into the malaise
I foolishly believed
that I wasn’t chosen
to be one of loves remaining
but I know that God
let me see you standing there
once I stopped doubting and complaining
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Born Free Poem
Breaking through
the walls of my old thoughts
peeling away the dead skin
of the old sins I was taught
I know my loved ones
didn’t mean to hurt me
but teaching me the same toxic lies
did in fact poison me
and it was the kind of poison
that tasted really sweet
when you’re a child
you don’t get to choose what to eat
so, at 51 I’m still breaking through
the walls of my old thoughts
peeling away the dead skin
of the old sins I was taught
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