Polished clean
among evergreens.
Under Winter's
eyeful watch.
And Spring bows in,
Her slender wrists
and waist
ankles dusted in
wat'ry show and ice and
Leaves.
I watch Her dance the cold away.
I hid in branches, ever green,
despite the snow and ice and leaves.
Despite the cold and
vacant Winter.
Strength in spite
in spite of death.
But when She comes, they
stand with pride, they
welcome Spring's sun
shine.
Reluctance because I know,
I know She'll love the maid
of Summer, who woos
the gent of Fall, who's slane
each time by Winter's beast.
And yet, my friends, they stay, ever
Ever Green.

My father once told me,
That my eyes were so bright
The only time that he could look at me
Was when I was fast asleep.
Only then could he make out my ****** features.
At night he still comes,
And checks on me.
Sometimes he thinks I'm asleep.
I wonder, and wish I could ask,
"Do my eyes still shine bright?"

One by one they go
I watched them as they went
By my hand the damage done
But yet unmanned by me.
So finally, I looked (as one should never do)
The spaces that had grown for months
Were worse than I had feared
But no one says a word

do stay awhile
as long as the grass
we never cut
in our backyard of
mostly garden
with jewels growing
from where they will

do stay awhile
as long as my hair
you won't let me cut
with tempests raging
all throughout
for want of an iron

do stay awhile
as long as your beard
i won't let you cut
with nests throughout
full of birds
who sing you to sleep

do stay awhile
and we'll stay in
and cut naught but our fingernails
and live in our blissful sin.

i step, i step
tread on, keep on pulling.
turn, turn, lift the load
and step step again
bow down and stand tall
head on my hands
mind in the box
use your eyes and your mouth
swallow, sip, swallow, sip
sit down and stand up
eye roll and walk on
step, step
use your eyes
bow down and stand up
tread on, keep on pulling
sigh and an eyeroll
play along, tread on
i step step
i tread on
i step step again
i bow down and stand tall
and that will be all

through her tears she wrote
"It will never matter where
it'll never matter who
if it's written in the stars
if it's written inside of you"
as she thought so deeply
of how she was living
of how she was feeling
and how she was giving
every inch of her soul
over to pain
to fate and
to rain.
as
the
thoughts dwindled down
to the essence of life
and how everything's the
same, time and time again.
"had i not been born on the day that I was
had i not been born on the day that I was..."

I write little over
many s
I took & don't
say as we found

this late that came
small with much answer
hot day
baked too start
earth city place