Tree
Beauty, bare branches
Fragile of avalanches
Snow disrupts life flow
Poetic musings
Beauty, bare branches
Fragile of avalanches
Snow disrupts life flow
Creeping branches, moon
Racing to the sea
wild Mare
Midnight twilight run
Pink painted skies, rise
Clouds brushed on
pale white
kites
Calm connected dawn
Diane, high goddess
Full belly, fertile
ocean
Celestial tides
Sparkle scattered stars
Shooting
Purest of lights
Bright
Possibilities
Free falling leaves spin
Bask in the air, celebrate
Final fall foot prints
Shower clean relief
Heal away the day
in steam
Bellybutton clean
Born from a black hole
Navigating through the sky
My journey out, invisible
To the naked eye
Bouncing off an asteroid
Holding onto a comet’s tail
Sealing all the voids
Haley is the perfect sail
Swimming dawn’s light
Connected to each sun ray
Waiting for the night
And what the stars will say
Skipping across Orion’s belt
To Admire the Nebula
multiplying, beauty felt
Experience, gratifying
I explode green violet
Pink and blue
Untold story of how
Aurora Borealis got its hues
A rock crosses the
Hudson River, basking in
the city’s lights glow.
A sigh of relief
When I see New
York City
Gazing from afar
On the Jersey side
of the Big Apple view.
My daily commute
Crooked brownstone house
Sunlight swims like a
mermaid
through
open arm skylight views
My wooden table
Orange blossom poppy hues
Amber aroma
Dream catcher dancing
My ocean breeze serenade
Riding the blues wave.
Time loop, daily
warp hole
Black hole possibilities
Recycles each fate
Two windows
trees view
scenery changes
colors depend
from where you
look
Parade on Jersey
Andean music found me
Windpipes drum folklore
A bird never heard
Calls out to me
Wake up please
The world is tiny
Pigeons in quick fight
A shadow looms overhead
They embrace their might
Beer fuzzies galore
Located in my tummy
Bloated burping night
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