Night gently falling
Slumber’s insistent demands
Speaking to me, too
Category: Poetry
This Monday
Summer’s heat is here
Children nearly done with school
Silent, save for crows
The Forest Ghost
Silently through trees
The majestic forest ghost
Immense and stealthy
I drove through this town
Historically Floridian
Just after dusk
Children biked past
To safe security
Of electric lighting
Dinners, cleanliness
And the dreams
Of being beloved
Yellowish glow
Flows from glass
Interrupting the night’s
Dark embrace.
I wonder what
Such sensation
Feels like
Defeating Germs
Just feeling fatigue
Today my body battles
Outside is sunshine
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This Sunday Morning
Quite warm already
Neighborhood birds, quite subdued
Robbed of their vigor?
Thunder Struck
brilliant arcs
cross the sky
boisterous clamor
accompanies
impressive qualities
nature’s domination
reminded
On the shore
Upon the shoreline
Light and birds dancing in the sky
Evening’s dreaming comes
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The First Day Of Summer
The sun’s finally set
The air’s still warm. Summer is here
Cool air slowly seeps