my poetic flowers
Dragged up Stepped on Broken weed seeds into slush From dirt New life; Poetry, the pretty bloom of words to end my days
Read MoreDo you do drugs like drugs do you
Painting highs as cowslips low yellow meadows, buttercups & wattles waltz by lil posy primroses. But poppy wants her opium Mary Jane her green Salvador does dilly dali painting plants…
Read MoreDark knight
Let the dark speak its comfort in the arms of the night. Gallant whispers lay the cape covering my fright. Be the hush of quiet Genteel be the hands that…
Read MoreSo in love
Measure love by the length of her longing. In yearning years her pillow dreams. By stitching clouds & patchy rain, she keeps the comfort of the sky. The moon can’t…
Read Moresing me my child
I will sing my child a song of flowers. I will weave her a lei to wear in dreams. I will lay her down in a garden bed. open her…
Read MoreBe not too hard…
Softly impressionable, pliable. Willing to please, my love is like a bough. A willow’s whim bending only so far. Touch me as I bloom with your tenderness. My heart belongs…
Read MoreTrees beg to be heard. Where time lines and ring barks. The old dog and bone.
Read MoreMake Me Some Madness
It was thru madness that she learned And she learned a lot Double minded Do as I say Not as I do From the belt to the wooden spoon Early…
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