life dangles over forehead
slithers down the throat
echoes out words
pulled back in through ears
hovers over the crotch awhile
breaks down over feet
into a puddle of memories
dried up
soon enough

diamonds weighed alongside coal
when your deed is done
you're not known by who you are
but what you've become

love is a cage
that nobody breaks
a heart thumping below ribs
our connection to the world is so faint

drops of paint
smeared on a sheet
rejected by peers
painting's soul
discarded
brushes washed
in a jar of water
that accepts
essence of every stroke

answers would lie asleep
till the end of eternity
if it weren't for questions
guessing the depth of infinity

Born of spring
Cradled by wind
Little green leaf
Swayed merrily

Beads of gold
On sunlit folds
Little green leaf
Grew bright and bold

Shady smooth
Shelter from storms
Critters played ‘neath
Where merrily
Great green leaf
From twirly breeze
Hid them all cheerily

Sailed through weeks
In forest sea
Seasons changed
Steadily
Great green leaf
Turned so pale
All but so
Dutifully

From gusts of fall
On an October chilly
Plucked from it’s home
The great orange leaf
Fluttered and flew
Amazingly

Turned and tossed
Flipped and flowed
The great orange leaf
Slipped under a willow

Its time to see
The world anew
From down in dust
Like others do
The ones which shed
Far longer too
And cheer with winds
Rustling through
The little brown leaves
With a napping few

known to be a tangerine
in a garden of bristly weeds
she wears a sour overcoat
seeds of doubt housed in it’s core
when buried under dirt of past
sprout more of her kind at last
bloom along with chamomiles
under the evening sunlight
glistening after a rainy siesta
swaying to the tune of life’s fiesta