6 Senses Poem
Treetops far below me
Wind whistling in my ears
Humidity from a summer storm
Strength coursing through my body
Rough leaves shelter my secret home
Night turns into day
Wind Spark Poem
I Dreamed
I was a delightful dolphin
The vast sea surrounding me
Diving deep into the depths
Floating freely with the breeze
Jumping joyously into the air
Unreservedly
So Much Depends Upon…
So much depends upon
My pink writers’ notebook
So full of ideas and queries
Poetry and lists
Diagrams and experiences
Dripping onto each page from my pen
Like ice cream on a summer’s day
It’s smooth leather
Providing me comfort
Through uncertain times
A Wish or a Weed?
Nobody knows for certain, how they appear
It’s soft white hairs tickle my fingers
As I pluck it from the green grass
Scientist may tell you
That these delicate strands
Are seeds that spread the weed
However, when someone closes their eyes
Breathes in deep, a desire in their heart,
Is their exhale truly spreading a weed?
Or an opportunity for wishes?
Found Poem
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