summer
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Face flushed,Wrinkles ripple on your face,You’re finally free fromthe lead clawing at your heels. On the open road,With nowhere to go. Run as far as you can,Life is a circle. Rolling through mountains, plateaus, and river eroded Canyons.Have you gone far enough to forget?Sun sets in the semi-arid dust,Not a single problem,Left in a cup. To…
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Cold wind Warm sun The bees will hide,How will I tell them? Everything new going onFor me. Will the bees wonder What’s become of me? Will the bees know If I’ve come under fire? Try as I might,I can’t find the bees. They must be informed,Maybe it’s too late. Maybe all my bees,Have found a…
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Misty drops melt into thunderous pelting beads,Leaves threaten to change from green to brown. These first rains of autumn Turn around my summer frown.When the rain drips, my tears feel free to fall in toe, Hidden under gray clouds. The caverns of my soul search For the holiness of my inked drenched page. A treaty…
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With relief, I see the sunriseShe granted me This one last day. Yesterday she rose Tomorrow, who knows?A rockHurtling through space She drags us alongPumping life into usFor just one more day. I trust her with my lifeAnd then she burns me. I look to the tree to protect me,All this oxygen they grant meThe…
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Looking out my apartment window, I see the blue sky has hidden away. What a peculiar August day,Out my front door, the breeze sends me back inside for a small sweater. By noon, the rains are roaring No rays of golden sun. It’s been so long since we had a day like today. Thunder roars,…
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The world is on fire Will I burn too? When I wake up tomorrow Will the sky be blue? Hazy heat, a double-edged sword. Frigid cold can’t touch my bones, But will the blaze find its way? My brain melts in tiny beads Rolling down my forehead. The dampness of spring has long since dried…
Healing Birds Fly Again 