big

big waves

white peaks grow smaller

in my cone©

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A poem

A poem

is a way of showing

just what

you’re going through.

A way of sharing

the joy and laughter

bubbling

inside you.

A way of reaching

out to others

when

your skies are blue.

A poem

A way of a showing

What

You’re going through©

passing

passing bus

leafy branches wave

at its wake©

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

silent

silent dawn

the alarm clock steals

my dream©

 

 

 

 

 

 

fat

fat clouds

race through a clear blue sky

rush hour ©

 

 

 

 

 

 

torchlit

torchlit reading

as house alarms chorus

power cut ©

 

 

 

 

bright

bright morning walk

my spring shadow

bobs on ahead ©

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

open

open door

a watchful dog lays

across the threshold©

 

 

 

 

 

velvet

a velvet sky

scattered with stars

ivory moonlight  ©

 

 

 

 

wedding

 

spring wedding

falling cherry blossoms

natures confetti ©