Life is a flower
I want to pluck its petals
And taste the metal
Heard the trees falling
Glorious impurities
You found your calling
Cooling by degrees
Don't know which viewpoint I see
Yesterday's headlines...
Sickness of the swine
Fever of the fettered mind
Fits me right to size
Lazy summer days
Give way to scorched Earth evenings
Red bloom carriers
Speak the golden words
Catch the boomerang's return
Old dogs never learn
Dance the night away
No refunding second thoughts
Paper spades in play
Terracotta fued
Running low on rocket fuel
Engines slow to cool
Someday sometime soon
Take a dip in glitter dust
Shaking off the rust
Prospective buyer
Beware the hyperbole
Circle back someday