You, You
Always you
My old-fashioned
Something new
Spring
In steady silence, the sunrise sings
Light dances on a sparrow’s wing
The golden bells of tulips ring
Heralding the dawn of spring
Maze
Let’s begin at the end and then switch back
These seven years of days
Trace our steps between green walls
Till we’re outside the maze
‘Cause we know all we needed now
To twist our former fates
Time unwinds at every turn
It’s never not too late
Q.R.V.
At the end of the day, should your whimsy foray
To a place of indignity
You may step in direction of rousing affection
But it’s only Q.R.V.
Sundays
Sundays, he still gives me
Does he think that I don’t know?
For each one feels the first one
When I had to let him go
Faeries
On my street, faeries abound
In dappled light, in trinkling sounds
They lick lollies of maple sap
And wear petals as dainty caps
Grace
Force the future, think in haste
Hurry on, pick up the pace
What a willful, woeful waste
For slowing down reveals life’s grace
William’s Wind
William’s wind
Calls to me
Body in ground
Soul at sea
Where They Broke
The moon told me that he and she
Were never ideal company
She said the years, they needn’t yoke
And they’d be stronger where they broke
Flora
How she loves to wink and tease
How she makes merry on the breeze
How she shares wisdom through the trees
How she accepts us each, with ease
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