Princess better show up pretty soon.
I can’t see far
When I drive my car—
I can’t see near—
I saturated my being with all thei
I swam across the thoughts they sh
Finding the meaning of it all...
Will there be one? I wonder.
In the remnants of my memories,
As I walked once more
through a trail in the woods,
dried leaves crushed under my feet
The mist rose from beneath and lac
around the Oaks, Pines, Maples, a
'Twas a night when stars were not
The faint moonlight was emanating
through breaches of dark clouds.
A soft breeze rustled some leaves,
Two sets of plates on the table
The food’s gone cold.
The candle wick kept burning...
The flickering light slightly
Today, we build the stage
out of cinder blocks.
We’ll use a stick for her scepter
and a sheet for her cape.
Intertwined honey suckle vines
At the blue birdhouse in the yard,
mother Chickadee’s on guard
atop a dragonfly chime.
Awaiting for opportune time—
She flies back and forth to her ne
His lamenting soul
Hoping for great redemption—
Bring her flowers, bring her pies.
Some dandelions, but not blowflies
Pick up a stick, she won’t even mi
She’ll appreciate whatever you may