A Bed Of Violets
Graveled paths cutting through the wooden acres,
Gales blowing through oceans of green.
Surrounded by nature and all things pure,
A truly harmonious scene.
Tea (A Friend To Everyone)
As good and bad have come and gone,
The humble plant continues on.
Bore in the earth it made its way,
From the orient to modern day.
Grandma always said, 'This too shall pass.' I think of this at three am when the cat is kneading the spare pillow on my bed. If I was to die tonight I think I would like to come back as whiskey. Just as strong and just as necessary.
Potent, yet oozes of strength and class, the way Grandma was. Though if I came back as a cat, that would be just as good, cute and cunning and limber, no matter how far they fall they always land on their feet, sounds ideal.
Fire Lay With Me
e, lay with me
I could hear a pin drop.
Through The Colored Skies
Through the skies that I glide,
And to the left of my lay,
Was the bird’s wing, and a colorful gaze.
The oceans of sky were Curtained by clouds,