Poem Book 1
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Her vibrant lips drink sunlight
Splashing across gilded fields
Of swaying wheatgrass
She stretches her thin torso
Growing stronger with each golden ray
Her petals tremble slightly
In the soft summer breeze
While the wheatgrass dip
Their silken-haired heads
She stands strong, sturdy
Deep green leaves tip their fingers
Toward the sunbaked soil
Where beneath the encrusted earth
Her roots are twining and twisting
Reaching deep to secret stores
Of life liquid that the wheatgrass
Cannot find
Winter Wonderland
Snowflakes dance around sturdy legs
Like tears of a fallen angel
Who whispers secrets to me
Through the hush of fallen snow
Like tears of a fallen angel
They float lightly down and disappear
Through the hush of fallen snow
A gunshot carries across the wind
They float lightly down and disappear
Before hitting cherry-red ice
A gunshot carries across the wind
Brown fur glitters in the last dying embers of light
Before hitting cherry-red ice
Who whispers secrets to me?
Brown fur glitters in the last dying embers of light
Snowflakes no longer dance around sturdy legs
The moon reflects bright ice
Waves gallop across the shoreline, echoing like hoofbeats
In sync with my racing heart
Lit by a brilliant ball of white gold
Infinity stretching above, curling around our atmosphere
Glimmering pinpricks interrupting the deepest blue
Haunted eyes gaze lustfully
Toward the swirling range of possibilities above me
Daring me to step into the endless abyss
Running icy fingers through my mane of hair
If only this feeling would last forever
Fresh air pouring into aching lungs
Trivial matters pushed to the edge of my conscience
Back to the Stars
Her waves are my only comfort
The crows flutter by offering
Their condolences on a broken heart
Mama Earth cries with me
An old soul
An entire lifetime of memories
Regifted to the Universe
Still, I cry for my own loss
Strong, as his mama raised him to be
Unshakable as the Red Maple I climbed in his front yard
Wise from years of teaching his children, his grandchildren
Caring, but firm. A father lion.
A tree cracks and crashes behind me
As we all do
Eventually. As he did.
Holding on as long as possible before the inevitable plummet
All I feel is emptiness
Before the arms of the Earth
Pull me close, comforting
Hoping to heal my aching heart
I let her ease my pain
As my tears mingle with the rain
