tall grasses shimmy
to the breezy spirits
woodwind orchestras
Month: November 2014
Strum
in quiet corners
of his mind — memories strum
soft songs for lost loves
Reclined
reclined on a couch
cozied by words from a book
and a sleeping dog
Flood
the crying sky
drowns unanswered prayers
floodwaters rise
Laugh
a bouncing outburst
one laugh unexpectedly
brightens the silence
Baggage
drop all your baggage
along the side of the road
destination: peace
Linger
linger here my love
soaking in our sweet hot mess
the world can go on
Dove
one lone mourning dove
flutters near his lifeless mate
snow deepens
You
you are the poetry
serenading my senses
ravishing my soul
Piano
piano notes linger
swirl in the air – the teacher
says breathe, beautiful
(for megan)
Magic
open up windows
to all our senses
magic wafts inside
Bones
two in the morning
heavy winds creak old house bones
alone, she listens
Peace
quiet woods
solitary footsteps
sound like peace
Disrobed
the elm tree
disrobes outside my window
blowing my cover
Blow
windy autumn run
dry leaves blow past the runner
taking the lead
Moons
peeling potatoes
counting the moons until
i see you again
Applaud
gust of angry wind
laughing, dancing red-tipped leaves
applaud the effort
Wings
birds circle freely
their wings swooping low over
gridlocked highways
Kiss
what she wants
small wet neck kisses
waves of warmth
Election
election draws near
scratching and scurrying
get louder
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