Somewhere near soccer fields in Greensboro, NC A Question on Falling Did I let Go of grasping Leafy branches or Just slip? . I ask you When I gently Softly landed safe And free, . Could you then Forgive me this Weightless grace granting Me breath? . Leaves dance in Summer breeze, then Slowly flutter …
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BTT #64: Stream
Stream · What are you That would make me stop And visit On my walk When it is so heavy hot That even the bees Seem languid And the trees spreading Some little Bit of green And cooling shade are closer Than the time it takes For just half Of ‘Layla’ to play. The …
BTT #63: Walking the Dog on the Fairway at 9 pm
Walking the Dog on the Fairway at 9 pm · This poem will soon be available in the publication listed below 🙂 January 2020: Three poems accepted to the annual anthology for Out Loud HSV (which stands for Huntsville, not for Herpes Simplex Virus) "Walking the Dog on the Fairway at 9 pm" "So you …
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BTT # 60: The Little Deaths
The Little Deaths · Once these deaths Did not feel little, But more Like explosions Unpredictable And fickle Fires in the Night of summer Fading quickly To a memory Of what it craves Never finding ground Before it passes Still thirsting Wanting more. · Now it holds me Like the ocean Floating in Arms …
