The childish laughter rolled with the green hills Up and down and they enjoyed the play and thrills Sisters loving the sunshine in the pool of daffodils Running happily through the afternoon as a breeze brought on a chill Bows and laces, smiling faces, showing…

Your sorrows will fade like the night sky fades— from black to blue from blue to pink.   The dawn will come.

Vibrant colors Colors, chosen with care Care given to painting Painting a silly birdbath Birdbath for the garden Garden abundant with colors Colors, patterned hues Hues to help distract me Me from having to wait Wait for news of a baby Baby thoughts in my…

The color of love Shows it’s another side Which is a means of survival for many The  one who gets paid, For also the one who gets laid.   They all are working in red light area, And by any chance, Shouldn’t be judged For,…

A spider worked hard Day in and day out And built a web With it’s saliva To catch it’s  prey.   Little did it know That it will get Stuck in it’s own web Counting it’s last minutes And die!    

Spider   Spider don’t crawl towards me like my lover   Spider don’t entangle me in your web like my lover   Spider don’t spit  venom on me like my lover

Would you never   Would you never try to seek everything thou left to me? Would you never tell me thy existence was based on this love?   Form- Golden shovel (Never seek to tell thy love by William Blake)

Iridescent, invisible strands of webbing are affixed to the taillight and bumper of the old car in the space next to mine. The round brown body of the small spider patrols the web looking for passengers or any others waiting for a ride.