poetry – Page 2

From the Garden to the Toaster

The grey sky grumbles
Feet covered in moss and dirt
Dressed for the Summer

Take no prisoners
Carp Diem, this one true life
Aggressive woman

Watching the coffee
Toast takes flight from the toaster
Tomato sauce bread

The trace of the moon
between afternoon and night
You exalt twilight

Wind moves the plain trees
a chill moves in from the south
Autumn’s arrival
by afternoon, summer comes
An illusive season change

By the moonlit river,
sorrow found another heart
destined to be lonely.

The pulling of a few hairs
on the bowed head of a
kind, soft-hearted light woman.

Her glittering eyes arrive
to the playful smile of a Sprite.
Weaving magic and mayhem.

Ladybugs around
They revolve around your seat
Apple tarts arrive

The Autumnal Winds
Dying leaves on the Bluestone
Rain soaks the city
Walking between waterlogged
slippery leaves and my thoughts

Grey ominous sky
the darkening, the tempest
Windswept dying leaves

A tiny laptop
double the glasses won’t help
The trendy workplace
Frustrate the fuck out of me
Shit goes flying in my mind

The last of the trees
endorsed by a rubber stamp
No cares for the rain
dust and a worsening drought
Children playing politics

the flame reflection
caught by your grey almond eyes
emotions waiver
the candle flame catches your heart
unable to turn away