Search From Within
baskets of notice
cherry oak tree
take your lights to new heights
surface through the window
the memory to rest
My love and I went out a'walking,
that is when we both ceased talking.
Loving, being free and alone together
despite the rain and inclement weather.
Yes the rain fair soaked us through
but it felt just like a shower for two.
All of this along with chirping birds
the moment we stopped using words.
© Pagan Paul (17/07/19)
On a person
On a feeling
On a situation
she was the moon
radiating the night sky
and dancing among the stars
you were the darkness
the shadow that waxed and waned
through the phases of her life
she grew to believe
that your presence
is what made her whole
but like the full moon
she shone brightest
I asked him, “what is a bird to a worm”
He looked at me and grinned “Food”
I wrinkled my nose, “but worms don’t eat birds”
He laughed at my innocence and replied, “they do when they’re dead, and one day they’ll eat you too”