I would be summer to your heart
And ochre autumn to colour days
Winter too, in all her mystic beauty
And spring in her glorious array

I would be the cool summer rain
That gently falls from an open sky
Or the winter's welcome mellow sun
That warms a face with a smile

I would be too, the heady breeze
That dances and sings melodies
The joy of all seasons that lifts the heart
And shields life neath its canopy



Inspired by -
Edna St. Vincent Millay -I know I am but summer to your heart.

something beautiful to leave in your wake
a gentle turning of the soil
planting of a seed
a helping hand unseen.

snuggled within screen glow
-black type poetry
and deep silence.

bully in the playground
bully in the family
bully in the workplace
bully in residence
bully in charge
bully insecure
bully habitual
bully in control
bully epitome of cowardice.

tippy toeing around a vengeful out in the open could not give a dam lawbreaker aiming for high office
is a recipe for servitude