Settle onto silent sound
Lazy breezes ruffle gentle ripples
Lapping languid shorelines
And I
I have run out of
Unsubtle intertwining alliterations
So I kick back
And enjoy this glorious moment
And I
I have run out of
Unsubtle intertwining alliterations
So I kick back
And enjoy this glorious moment
Revealing greens
And blues
Ambers and golds
While the clouds
So softly textured
Puffs of greys and whites
Is this the dawn of time?
Or apocalypse?
The beginning of life?
Or the end of it?
Were I to climb out
Upon this leafless bough
Would I be
Of Lilliputian dimension
The misty grey
Becomes a canvas
On which I create worlds
Heed artistry
Inscribe wisdom
Apply passion
Until they are taller
Than I
Until they are taller
Than trees
Until they are taller
Than mountains
Not to prove
That I am bigger
But in homage
To what is bigger
Than I
A single flower
Still held in bud
Though petals fall
Onto the pond
They tarry there
Before they sink
And come to rest
To where they’ll feed
Next season’s bloom