Untitled #500

All the world in a summers day
With flowers hastily strewn
Time and daylight appear to play
Hearts seem to feint and swoon
Birds sing a happy tune
Serenading a midday moon
Man and Maid and merriment
As the world resume its proper spin
Love not bought but only lent
A new game now to begin

Deadline

Deadline

Call me on the first of May

That celebrated day

When flowers bloom and birds sing

And lovers lead the way

I’ll be ready for you at that time

When all the right words seem to rhyme

So come to me on Beltane Day

As the world resounds with chimes

But if you come on Easter Eve

I won’t ask for you to leave

I won’t be ready for you at that time

But I still could bear for you to leave

If you don’t come for me by fall

I’ll assume you won’t come for me at all

And that would be the biggest blow of all

If you were never to come at all

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Baffle

Baffle

Listen carefully on a quiet day

Turn toward the sound

You can hear the refrain

As angels echo the joyous song

But all we hear

Is the silence of forests

The singing of birds

Immeasurable bliss has been hushed

As we create

Our own cacophony

Covering creation

With our meaningless noise

Attempting to transcend

The apogee of the universe

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When Gardens Spring and Flowers Bloom

When gardens spring and flowers bloom

No one feels impending doom

The birds that fly and butterflies loom

And earth expels nutrients from her womb

No one feels impending doom

The door that shuts on the bright hot room

When gardens spring and flowers bloom

No one feels impending doom

For flowers die and the sense of gloom

Martyr’d wisdom is a sweet perfume

For all must die to make more room

Swept clean, with fall, like nature’s broom

When gardens spring and flowers bloom

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Escape

Sorrow lines your eyes

Would anything help?

If you needed me,

I would be there in an instant

Tomorrow is miles away

If you would let it be

We could be worlds away by then

A hut by the sea sounds nice

I can hear the birds chirping already

The whisper of the waves is so calming

A lullaby to rock us to sleep

Cradling together as we await the dawn