I’ve lost my lofty lust for life
my journey jammed at the junction.
My flirt with fun and fantasy
fell flat and fails to function.
Crossing
19 Wednesday Feb 2014
Posted in Poetry
19 Wednesday Feb 2014
Posted in Poetry
I’ve lost my lofty lust for life
my journey jammed at the junction.
My flirt with fun and fantasy
fell flat and fails to function.
13 Thursday Feb 2014
Posted in Poetry
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The mighty wind is blowin’ gainst the walls
As drafty gusts meander down these halls
With power only nature can possess
It turns the mighty mill and lifts our dress
As hats go flying through the air off heads
The mighty force of wind is faced with dread
While down the road I watch the tall trees sway
Two pine trees dance first this and then that way
A lovely waltz against a sunlit sky
Oh how I wish that we could dance on high
A lonely leaf just flitting cross the snow
Bereft its tree, it knows not where to go
I sit beside the fire wrapped and warm
As nature takes tranquility by storm