Basic courtesy;
In mobile facilities,
always sit to pee.
Basic courtesy;
In mobile facilities,
always sit to pee.
Being personal,
faith must be nourished within
before being shared.
Faith is a small bird
singing bravely in the dark
heralding the Dawn.
Subtle interplay
between woods and mist and sun
mark seasons changing
With the palest pink
these summer Myrtle showers
litter my sidewalk
Dawn’s fury displaced
by a walk among the blooms.
Harmony restored.
Dawn above the marsh
Ignites watery fires
Amongst the grasses
As the sun descends
and the storm clouds dissipate;
one last gasp of snow.
Basking in the flood
of, maybe too hot, showers;
washing aches away.
With your every stride
Fallen leaves and memories
Fragment into mulch.
You think yourself bold,
Decisive man of action:
Midas of decay;
Modern day Nero:
Tweeting while Rome succumbs
To internal flames.
Survey these ashes
Stark remains of the fury
From your careless match.
Where Colossus stood
Only dust and rubble stir
In warm autumn breeze
And yet:
Despite your chaos,
Slender verdant tendrils grow
Rooting your ruins
Proving to you, Wretched Waste,
That even now, hope remains.
Transcendent sunsets
defy borders, fences, walls
Unite all peoples
A glorious end
Writ large ‘cross the firmament
Restores perspective
My Birthday, surprise,
Artsy opportunity!
A Rorschach in red!
Beneath willow boughs
Stirring in an easy breeze
We’re a feast for fleas