Each minute pops up
Opportunities to spend
Always needing more
Category: Poetry
Bird Song – Spring Morning
I awoke to bird song
A bush awash in voices
In this darkness: spring
Oh, Peanut Butter
Oh peanut butter
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Steel and Plastic Motion
Engine’s rumbling
Masses of plastic and steel
Suburbia lives
A windy evening
Softly blowing wind
The tree’s motion rattles leaves
White noise moaning
The Hope In Springtime
Spring’s breeze carries hope
Sometimes escaping our gaze
Then, abruptly, here
Ah, Girl Scout Cookies!
Girl Scout cookies
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Guitar’s Caress
Guitar’s caress
Moves against my soul
Alighting my mood
Beyond mere earnings
There is a future
Existing so far beyond
A earnings report
Compassionate Life
Seek to build them up
Shine more light into the darkness
Compassionate life