C and K Words

Forest Rhythm

whispers of the trees
with every beat of the drum
gooseflesh on our skin
we dance around the bonfire
with the rhythm of the spirits

The coming of Spring
dreaming of delicious food
Awaiting Peaches
a fusion for the taste buds
Naughty Peach thoughts are blooming

They pierce the silence
with the drums, they play
around the burning pyre

They sing a song to
give thanks to the forest
as the embers move

The drums, the song,
and the embers turning
into dancing fireflies

They create melodies
to move the forest
and awaken the spirits

A frost-filled whisper
the clear sky and the moonlight
Come and dance with me

happiness expectations in the office
saying hello like your life depends on it
contemplating another coffee by 9:05 am

co-workers fuel your addiction
people calling before 1 pm is sacrilege
what the feck am I doing?

Overwhelmed,
you attack the biscuits
and cry at your desk.

At the desk,
between the mortgage payments and the kitty litter,
I have a think.

All those dreams
from years ago when we thought being successful
was for everyone.

As the years passed,
we learnt that the road to success is not always fair, equal, or merit-based.

little eccentric plant
thrives in winter snow
loving the cold

Lava meets the sea
watching the way nature moves
Feeling flesh and blood
from the distance, Aloha
hiding behind the bushes

Salmon are rushing
a frenzie of paws and tails
The bear knows the taste
confused animosity
The salmon misses her paw

Rain drenched cement
between patches of death, green grows

Moss meets the fence
underneath the death and green hides red soil

Inside looking outside
drowsy from the drugs and the stench of decay

The deepening greys
watching the afternoon turn into a wild winter night