I dream of a garden
In some secret glade,
Where apples are rubies
And leaves are cool jade.
I see amethyst asters
On peridot stems,
Raspberry garnets —
And all made of gems!
The garden pond ripples
With blue tiger’s eye
In this emerald glade
‘Neath this sapphire sky.
When the amber sun sets,
And the pearl moon’s nigh,
Then the diamonds come out
In the black onyx sky.
A
Boy
Can
Do
Everything
For Girls,
However,
It
Just
Kindles
Laziness.
Manipulating
Naive
Over-doers
Pretty
Quickly
Requires
Some
To
Use
Vitamins
While
X-tracting
Your
Zest.
local folk once feared
that open-pit mining would
scar their pristine land
but the wounds healed nicely
with the help of nature’s hand
–photo by me
Well, the weekends came every other day, and now summer is about to stub her bare toes on September, so on this last day of August, I leave you with these wildflowers and fruit I picked on my walk in the woods yesterday. Have a great autumn!
–photo by me
I am not the
ink
on this page
I am not the
pen
nor the hand
I’m not even
the
man printing
I am the one
who
created life
I am all the
men
in the world
I am the one
god
in everybody
my path up ahead
looks like it comes to an end
I don’t think it does
–photo by me
inspiration
like a view
imagination
comes from you
exasperation
what to do
determination
see it through
publication
start anew
Grandpa punishes with ice cream headaches.
I lift my eyes
to the night sky
and an affinity
with the stars
overwhelms me
we are old kin
the stars and I
I am stardust
forged out there
among my own kind
but lost for eons
in the icy void–
see me now
o ancient ones!
I am found!
–photo by me
michaeljordahl 