I stopped reading
in between
the lines
What a joke to
look among
life’s hard pressed
seams
When the scent of
sunshine
burst through
the windows of
my open mind
the shutters
shuddered
Coaxing shapely
shadows
and ambitious
ponderings
A new generation
of ripples
taking shape
making waves
in otherwise concrete
complexities
Can’t dwell on
this emotion
in motion
too long before
it fades
like last night’s
star light
Can’t let my
dreams turn
white dwarf
before they get
to glimmer
like the twinkle
in your baby blues
A breeze reawakens
cotton ball fantasies
And the day
has scarcely been
embarked upon