With minutes to spare
She lets the words flow through her
Destination-less
Spitting black in on the page
Rorschach in all its beauty
With minutes to spare
She lets the words flow through her
Destination-less
Spitting black in on the page
Rorschach in all its beauty
“Oh good night,” I sing,
To a rising, merry moon,
Her silence greets me,
A full mirrored reflection,
Dazzling the waters edge.
Tomorrow is soon
Each citizen is given
Opportunity
To live out my favorite phrase
The pen is mightier, vote!!!
The sun sets beyond,
A yawning horizon line,
Capped white waves rolling,
Sprinkled with a sailors song,
For swimming fish and starlight.
As the song concludes,
A hush hovers in the air,
It is so quiet,
Your heart begins to panic,
That is when the crowd goes wild!
Each seasonal shift,
Captured within these verses,
Contain memories,
Some are sweet and some are sour,
Woven together with care.
No more words today
Tomorrow is a big test
And I need my rest
More poetry to follow
Thanks for your understanding
Each presentation
Encapsulates a story
From a perspective
Unknown to me until now
Food will never be the same
Words cannot describe
The evening I have just had
I thought it started
With an absolute, hello!
But dessert was fireworks!
Finally at home
To rest and to recover
Just as soon as I ~
Finish these eighty e-mails,
Three meetings, and these time sheets.