Poem Entry #15

Dogwood II (written 06 Sept 2016, edited Oct 26)


You are a flowering dogwood tree

Who has grown to mean so much to me—

A tall, strong pine in a lonely grove

Ready to scope the skyline alone

Until I surveyed my surroundings

And found you directly beside me.

Congrats! You made it to the canopy!

Maybe you would like some coffee?

Or maybe, maybe just a chat?

I think I would really like that.

So, I swayed and you swayed

With the wind flow of time,

Till you bloomed and opened

These narrow eyes of mine.


Poem Entry #12

The Dancing Birds (14 Apr 2016)


You can only play with the dancing birds

If you agree to play by their playtime terms:

  • Make sure your voice is not too loud.
  • Make sure your soul is near the ground.
  • When you move, move slowly or they may run away and you must wait to play another day.
  • When you breathe, breathe gently or they may be afraid to enter into your hazy domain.

I imagine playtime was fun today.

Too bad I scared them again away.