Like many a porch,
but with something so much more.
Christmas and roses.
Category: Poetry
On the sleeping grass
the biting wind meets the leaves.
Tomorrow? Same thing.
“Blowing Leaves” by alexabboud is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0
lights peek through the fog
on the eerie interstate
early morning mist
Do not say, “I can’t”
When you really mean, “I won’t”
Wakey wake, cup cake.
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brick by brick we build
thoughts and actions, good and bad
we choose–heaven or hell
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Five seconds per song?
Please slow down, mister DJ
Silly mockingbird!
“DSC_7618” by jimw7 is licensed under CC BY-ND 2.0
what is the future
but an echo of the past?
same stream, new water
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This joy deflated
that dude Robert Frost was right
“Nothing gold can stay.”
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Every time it rains,
I start a big fire outside.
Let them fight it out.
sassy little wren
nesting in a hanging pot
like a flower child
“Thryomanes bewickii” by Mathesont is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0
