11: South and North
Chimes are ringing loud
Breeze is stiff but not too cold.
Arms from North reach South.
15. Cold
The cold creep up,
through the skin,
into the bones,
into the soul.
All I could do was
to think about you,
the warmth,
the heat.
Wonder what it did,
was it warmth
or a sharp chill
right in the heart.
Out bodies were warm,
but the heart,
a bit too cold.
It kills me,
slowly,
and then,
all at once.
Innocent Laughter ~ another golden shovel
“Born with a gift of laughter, and a sense that the world is mad” Rafael Sabatini
On the day that you were born
It was an honor to be with
Your mom, the experience a
Gift
A treasure of
Love and laughter
Now you’re almost a year, and
Your giggles are a
Welcomed, innocent sense
As your momma worries that
Your safety is in the
Hands of a cold cruel world
The promise of what was
In a place that’s gone mad.
22~6
i see you
inside yourself
where i
could not see before
my shadow self
sobs from beyond
where i
can not help
when
you need me most
Lover of Rain
Peace of mind is the scent of petrichor
luring you in wanting more
it is the aroma of heavenly nature
in this moment, there is no love greater
after the rain we enjoy fruits of labor
this is the song of the true love maker
a delicate pluviophiles prayer
#17 Strawberry Moon
Strawberry Moon
rising crimson orb of night, large against the starry sky
full of herself and unafraid to bedazzle.
the sweet red flesh of passion
ripened heavy-weight bends stems
to the soft June ground, where
field mice and voles sink their
pointy teeth into each berry then
quickly move on to the next one.
ruby lips dripping summer’s feast
in the magic of moonlight.