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As Dusk Slowly Grasped The Day In Cold Hands,
Blue Birds Snuggled Into Their Nests Of Soft Hay,
Clouds Rolled In--Tucking In The Frosted Lands,
Ducking Into Sleep Fragile Flowers Waited To Play,
Eager For The Day Robins Closed Their Tired Eyes,
Ferns Sway In A Befuddled Wind--It's Mind Whirling,
Gregarious Crickets Shake Away Their Frosty Ties,
Homesick Linnets Wings Spread--Elegantly Swirling,
Illuminating The Night Sat The Paled Lonely Moon,
Jubilant It Is Though, Upon It's View From The Sky,
Kissable Caterpillars Lounge In Their Cocoons,
Lost In Sleep They Dream Of The Clouds So High,
Mother's Of The Nocturnal World Lead Their Young,
Northward To Play In Wheat Filled Prairies,
Organic Love Loomed Where The Branches Hung,
Promenading Inside A Wind Smelling Like Berries,
Quietly The First Few Drops Of Rain Fell,
Ricocheting Off Of Budding Leaves,
Sweet Mother Earth Caught Everything In Her Spell,
Tonight A Sacred Lullaby Is Whispered By The Trees As,
Untamed Ligtning Struck The Frozen Ground,
Vibrating The Sky Thunder Crashed,
Water Swam Through The Air Creating No Sound,
Xenon and Nitrogen Screamed While They Clashed,
Yet No Gentle Creature Was Awakened--Grasping
Z**Zzz's Under The Year's First Shower
The Grey Morning Light,
Seeps Right Into My Drawn Shades,
But I Have No Time,
To Listen To The Songbirds,
Nor Can I Watch The Surise
Man Has Life Been Hectic Lately..
My Canvas Still Blank,
As I Ponder My Pallette,
My Words Still Bleak,
As I Fish For Meaning,
My Sound Still Sharp,
As I Struggle To Sing,
My Mind Still Exhausted,
As I Awake For Another Rushed Day,
My Heart Still Silent,
Because You Are Still Gone
I Am Perfectly Happy With Life:) I Just Get A Little Bummed Because I Barely Have Time To Write/Read Poetry:/
The Wind Pulled My Hair,
As It Angrily Bellowed,
Screaming From The North,
It Slipped Between My Fingers,
As I Reached For The Grey Sky
Wet And Heavy Snowflakes Fall Gently Into Place,
Turning The Dead Summer's Grasses White Again,
Robins Shiver Violently In The Frosted Branches,
Their Orange Bellies Shaking Off The Flurries,
Songbirds Stay Silent--Hushed By The Breeze
Snowy Day Today
Maybe,
He Actually Loves,
Me

Or* Maybe,
He **Doesn't
First Try At A Septolet!:) Hope You Like It:)
Peace Dropped From The Grey Veils Of Dawn,
As The Pain In Your Body Slowly Faded,
Your Soft White Hair Lay Flush On Your Pillow,
As You Dreamt Of Spring And Luscious Summer,
Your Almost Deafened Ears Heard The Robin's Song,
While Flocks Of Snow Geese Flew Above You,
As You Grew White Wings Of Your Own
My GG Loves Birds.. She Is Sadly In The Hospital At 98.. Things Are Not Going Too Well. She Told Me She Apologized For Not Getting Me Anything For Birthday (The 13th  Of April) Which Broke My Heart A Little, Because Even Though She Was In Pain She Still Thought Of My Birthday...
Some People,
Say I

Have A Way,
With Words
Do I?
The Sun Broke Through Grey,
And Just To Wish Me Good Day,
Then Hid Once Again
Thanks For Saying Hello Sun:)
The Oasis In My Parched Soul,
Is Really Starting To Run Dry,
I Feel No More Inspiration,
And I Can't Help To Wonder Why,
Slowly The Desert Plants Wither,
As Thirsty Birds No Longer Fly,
Only Arid Heat Leaves My Lungs,
Where Have My Beautiful Words Gone?
Oasis Of Inspiration... I Have Been Feeling Ill Due To A Nasty Case Of Writers Block... I Feel Like I Am Slowly Breaking Free:)
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