Leaves falling down
across the path
birds flying overhead
green is the grass
brown are the trees
squirrels climbing high
branches hanging low
crows in the air
then on the ground
windy weather all around
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Category: Poem
The Starved World
when I enlarge my thoughts
and see past the mundane
into the starved world
my spirit transforms
as I embody the past
the present dissolves
leaving only the future
to inhabit
Changing tides
changing tides
through the motions
the light leaves your eyes
only to return to me
we only dream of one another
crystal clear clarity
Veil of illusions
Painted clouds
across a sky
I sit and dream
with contemplation
I write what unfolds
as stillness lies
what we share
is left unknown
spread far and wide
Wedding Day
Rose petals strewn across my lawn
as if on a wedding day
Changing colours
the patterns of which
reflect the day
each moment is magical
The changing clouds
across the sky
bring back happy memories
Flying stars
In the sky
as night passes
reflected dreams
swirling constellations
turn into bright colours
dying stars
we receive their light
upon the canvas above
Looking onward
When I look out towards the hills
I feel a sense of loss
Abandoned places in ruin
A pathway leads
Towards the mountain
Where I will not follow
