It’s National Poetry Month. I’m celebrating the occasion this week by posting several original poems. Hope these simple offerings inspire you to pick up your pen.
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This first poem, I had to reach back to my old laptop and 1997…
Thorns in My Roses
God waits for no mom
And neither do children.
Evolving sleepless bundles
While smiling dreamers
A Tigger bounce
From suckers to sex.
Winds change like clothes
Scattered on the bathroom floor.
Time lapse photography
Grows the budding rose.
Fast forward metamorphose
Unfurls God’s creation.
May winds whip the Sycamore.
“No,” the tree shakes back and forth.
Large hand-sized leaves slap the North wind.
Twisting and hissing,
“It’s too late for a cold front.”
Gray dawn illuminates my page.
Chill spinning round bare ankles
despondency drips from my pen.
The normal arid Austin sun
obscured by Mother Nature’s joke.
“Not funny.” The cactus lay broken,
prickly pear spilled crying on the ground.
Knock-out roses bleed sympathy,
peddles rain red across the lawn.
Spring tears unsprung blur the glass.
knotted green shoots
burst yellow dessert smiles and
birds call morning – another day.