my stomach is full of rotted apple cores
i have a cigarette for dinner and wash it down with four unread messages
tripping over expiration dates on my way to bed
i don't dream of you for the first time in a long time
i dream of ***** dishes

Make a brew
Earl Grey please
A cup for two
Bergamot oil
Will subdue
You will know,
this unique,
tea for two
China cups filled with,
black not blue
Deary me
Will we get through
Yes of course
It's tea for two
Black, White, or possibly
Blue.

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney

Better to know
The worth of things
Rather than their cost
And never suffer the
Consequence
Of losing what
Can’t be lost

The sun sets over the ocean
Blue
Red
Yellow
Orange
Purple
Like the paintbrush stroke from a master painter

The sun sets over the ocean
You can almost hear the hiss
As the sun "touches" the water
Upon the horizon

The sun sets over the ocean
The stars come out
The moon rises
Night has fallen