An audacious cardinal hops from picket to picket his acrobatics steady, sure. Bees hover drunkenly over tender petals Filling branches with trembling expectation. An anxious chipmunk skitters from tree to grass to garden Gauging the danger with a paralyzed pause. The trees’ choppy shadows blanket the pathway, Mimicking the stones – envious, covetous. I watch,…
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The Clouds Feigning innocence in their white and fuzzy cloak Withdraw triumphantly Satisfied, whole – Awash in after-glow Denied discretion by her ecstasy Earth lies splayed after the glorious romp Wet, disheveled, at peace – Each fulfilled through the giving, the receiving They part Free from regret or expectation Knowing it will happen again
Early explorers, adventurers Whispering the hushed tale of their Pilgrimage from eager heights in poised flirtation with the wind to Freedom of release in gleeful tumbles to the ground, They are the first to fall. – Humbly bypassing an Encore of yellow and orange They rest, meekly brown, on a Bed of silty fate in…
As if sculpted by master hands In the medium of eternity Her smooth firmness Betrays no mortality. She was peeled from the mold of Inhuman perfection, An ever-changing womb of Trendy insatiability. – The snakeskin pattern Clings and moves as one with her body And I am awed, breathless, covetous. She is iridescent and magnetic.…