property is theft
yes all of it
all has been taken
or to be more clear
all was stolen
from the warp and weft
of grassy pastures
heated by the sun’s flames
tongues of fiery lightning
tickle the wind
and form spirals
upon the lawn
are these stone circles
ever really born
or do they re-create
themselves from naught
love is like the autumn
faithful and forewarned
that winter’s frozen darkness
will subjugate the warmth
in hibernation
the bear’s body is kept warm
until springtime whispers
that its time to be reborn
whisper upon my heart
and stir the waters in my soul
pour the amber liquid
into the violet dawn