Dandelion Patch
A yellow sea overwhelms the senses
Bland and repetitive
Seemingly hegemonic
Red
Piercing the veil of banality
Radiance so illustrious
Heaven bestowed elegance
Beauty so profound it silences
Admired by many, but from afar
Must not pick, lest it break it’s delicacy
Take Flight
Perilously perched on a cliff unknown
Waiting for a strong gust to take me home
It caresses my wings, feathers out
Too late to turn back now, too late to have doubt
I lift, levitate, lunge through the breeze
Piercing cold bringing shivers to my knees
But as I take off , I begin to fall
Down, down down, my ambition takes a stall
Who am I kidding with my vain fantasy
Forever ground-locked, burden chaining me
Yearning for the return of those carefree days
When I could spread my wings, and fly far far away
Grandeur
The sun peeks through the curtain
A basketball thumps on the pavement
A Scarlet kite pierces the blue
The clang of the ice cream cart summons the children
The trees whisper, enticing all to join
A slipper falls into the lake
What? It’s dusk already?
Two Scoops Anew
I long all week for a small taste
But sometimes all my hope goes to waste
Of the sweet delicate gentle repose
That tingled my senses, my tongue and nose
Even when finally in possession
There is never enough time to enjoy it in a single session
To admire the essence of its crafted perfection
To savour the experience section by section
Momentarily bringing back memories of blue
But each bite creates a different sensation, two scoops anew
Wait
I sit as still as a stone
In a room all alone
Waiting to hear your voice, with great news to say
Reassuring me everything will be okay
But how can I be certain of your return
When your well being is all my concern
Why do moments that pass, seem so agonizingly slow
When a millenia can be traveled before tomorrow
Oh raggedy traveler, how can you leave me in this state?
How much longer must I count, your blue box I await
An Ode to Vanity
A fragile tree stands far across the bay
Hoping to be noticed everyday
With the passing of yearly May showers
This little plant can’t grow any flowers
Its brothers and sisters stand tall,pretty
It wilts in their shadow, looking silly
But when a storm came and blew the tall down
Something small and green emerged from the mound
Judged for having no style and being dull
Its resilience made it most beautiful
Winter Wonderland
Skipping down the avenue
The sidewalk covered lightly in dew
Paying little notice to the world around
To the crisp red, yellow, orange, and brown
When suddenly a gentle cold hugs my nose
It gives me shivers from my head to my toes
An excitement runs through me
It lifts my spirits into joyous glee
Before my eyes , the world seems to slow
As the boring landscape, transforms into snow!
The benches, lamps, and branches of trees
Stand out from the landscape, for all to see
Who says magic is lost in the city of man?
It’s all around, in this winter wonderland!
Distant Memory
A tiny glint above the frozen horizon
Piercing the veil of harsh reality
Almost engulfed by the reigning disunity and chaos
So very faint, yet so very certain
It momentarily calms the storm
The clashing winds soothed to a soft breeze
Radiant warmth
A soft rustle
Joyous sound of chatter
A serenity once delved but long lost
A gust shatters the quiescence
Harshness reaffirms itself
The glow fades into nothingness
Glancing at the horizon
Cold, bleak, distant
About me
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