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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

Struggle

Struggle

She walks on haughty airs that give us pause

Flesh and bone run though us all

And base desire is a worthy cause

For pride goeth before the fall

The time has come to gather up flowers

And watch for stars are falling

Comets have come to grander towers

The results can be appalling

The ocean cannot meet the sky

Though forever they are striving

For one must surely fall and die

While the other is uprising

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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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Plea Bargain

Plea Bargain

Call me back to a brighter day

When time was a number not a sentence

Flowers still bloomed under a blistering sun

Children ran carefree through the streets

What happened to happier times?

To heartier laughter and friends?

Hedonistic summers wasted

Lounging in the twilight

Soft notes lost on the breeze

As we sat strumming guitars in the sunset

Can you remember those long gone hours?

If I close my eyes I can taste the charcoal

I am there with you

That’s all that matters

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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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Poetry- 3 Poems- Flowers, Would You?, Tomorrow, Yesterday, and Today

Flowers

Although I’d love for you to bring me flowers

I’d rather talk of books and music

And walk along the beach holding hands

And watch the sun sink in the water

There’s time enough for flowers when we’re older

Would You?

Would you love me if I called you darling?

If we never met at all?

If our eyes laid waste to time and space

And universes stilled in our presence?

Would our lives be the same

If time stood still at this very moment

And our paths never crossed?

What if we could go back

And start fresh with no “I love you”s?

Would the sun fall from the sky?

Would we cease to be?

Tomorrow Yesterday and Today

Tomorrow does not exist for those who love

Yesterday has no meaning

Only Now and Forever

When you love with your whole heart

Your hearts beat together

Your breaths come as one

Your minds are in accord

There is nothing else

But the one you love

Wishes

Wishes When most girls are small they eventually sit around in a group and plan their weddings. It’s inevitable. Something in the female psyche craves this exercise. I’m not sure whether it is a case or one up-man-ship(I’ll have 2 more bridesmaids then you) or something more primal. We have an animal instinct to perpetuate the species. We are told to have children we must be married, therefore we have to get married. I remember sitting in a circle with other girls talking about dresses, bridesmaids, colors, but never really important was the guy you were marrying. Isn't that a bit backward? I must of had a tad more imagination then some of my friends I planned out my children, with names even. I could tell you what they looked like and some brief personality traits. Unfortunately, that ship has sailed. Maybe it would be entertaining to someone. So here is my wedding that will never be, partially because I don’t date and partially because it would be extremely hard for me to have children. (Nothing is impossible, But I’m not holding my breath!) The Details A church wedding of course… The dress is handmaid to a drawing I've been working on for years updating each time my body shape changes The bridesmaids enter in increasing height order in dresses that start in a darker colors then gradually lighten leading to the light pink of the flower girl, then the white of the wedding dress Also the bridesmaids hair starts in a complicated braiding and up do, then the next is less complicated, etc, until the brides hair is down in simple curls with flowers pined into her hair All the bouquets for the girls are simple gathers of a flowers matching the dress. The bride has a simple gather of white roses. The ushers have ties and cummerbunds that match their bridesmaid, also paired according to height. Songs: “There is love” “Hosea” (And Amazing Grace, ‘cause this ain't happening) A reception at a hotel with an open bar The tables have linens to match the bridesmaids dresses. The place setting is simple. In stead of flower centerpieces, there are edible arrangements and there are disposable cameras at all the tables. The menu is a simple buffet with three meat options and two non meat options. The wedding cake would be traditional. There would be a grooms cake and cupcakes. There would be a DJ and two separate rooms for Karaoke and cards. And a Barrista.  The Kids First Born: Katherine Marie Dark Black hair short Very book smart Not a outdoors person or sports person Second Born: Mitchell : Smart Brown hair Green Eye Very willing to please just about anyone sort of short semi okay at both sports and school but kind of an underachiever Third born: Colleen Catherine Very red hair and bright green eyes. Very athletic Tallest of the lot likes to read

N.B.  The thing about wishes , of course, is that you NEVER SPEAK THEM OUT LOUD. Or write them for that matter.  So there go that.  Not that I had any shot at all but maybe someone will get some use out of my color scheme or something.