SEASONS

SEASONS (HAIKU)

Purple butterflies

Baby’s-breath, lightning bugs, flies

How soon before June

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SUMMERS WILDFLOWERS (POETRY DUET W/ SEAN BIDD)

Reaching between the red cracked clay

Where the rains passed last wet season

And gave beauty meaning and reason

To be anything but dry because wildflowers were alive

And had eyes that saw everything

And nothing

Parched now waiting once more, for the dry, the drought to break

To come alive in the wet of snowflakes

The embrace of a season new

To hear the laughter on the old tin roof

In the long pause

To hear fresh again

The giggle of the trees

Birds playing hide and seek with the breeze

The water’s edge pressing at the front door

To bring on the wildflowers once more

Their dreamy scents

 Sounds

Of colors out beyond eyes reach

Buried between the martyrs of fall

Preserving its innocents until the seasons call

Sit with me awhile

To take it all in

Waiting to be beckoned

To kiss the rain again

The aroma brings a shift in power

As the moon shines on

A Summer of Wildflowers

OTHER DUETS BY SEAN AND ME

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LESSONS (POETRY)

I nurtured him back to life

Because she was incapable of doing it

I reassured him

That I was his mistress

Never with an art

Because the stars where never aligned

At the right time

Tired of loving what could never be mines

Tryn’a separate me from the sin

Knowing this is a lesson

I will never repeat again

Because

I was his mistress