I would like to make,
A suggestion to the world,
In the routine rush,
Slow down your everyday roll,
Take time to smell the roses.
Tag: spring
While your road may be…
Difficult to bear sometimes,
Take time to reflect.
You life is YOUR storyline,
Of ALL your destinations.
The sun dips lower,
As we ascend the mountain,
Ahead, an unknown,
An unexplored horizon,
Outlined by Orion’s bow.
My neighbor’s garden,
A childhood sanctuary ,
Will never be gone.
Though top soil has been removed,
These memories have deep roots.
Winter froze my muse,
But each letter, word, and verse~
Thaws the deepest freeze.
Poetry is my spring rain,
My unashamed thunderclap.
Sunrise melodies,
Awaken cool ocean air,
Kissed by Easter’s gifts.
Would it be foolish of me,
To name this day, Perfect Spring?
You look so peaceful,
Gliding there, nonchalantly~
Barely a ripple.
One would not realize the storm,
Just below the water’s edge.
Fishing for answers.
Predictions all included.
Services for free.
Now, what fish should we cast off?
And who will join us to feast?
Flying through the air,
Only to land once again,
On this earthly plane.
Does flight feel this free for birds?
Is this their everyday bore?
crawling crystal skies
dark watercolor clouds paint
with such vibrancy!
As far as the eyes can see
a carpet, of superb blooms.