If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains

I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days

I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth

I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love

I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth

Life is an uphill struggle Nothing comes easy and only hard work pays off I don’t like hard work was my 5 word protest

Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world

Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on