Snow falling
the bear snoozing
sunflowers stalling
A Sunflower blooming

The Sun is blinding
Sunflowers blooming
Mating calls for fighting
a sunflower glooming

Perennials rebloom
as a sunflower tries to
Sunflowers rebloom
a sunflower dies too

The snowflakes fall
a Sunflower grows tall
sunflowers wilt
the dens are built

Snow falling
The bear snoozing
sunflowers stalling
A Sunflower glooming

Remember me in spring when blossom's blush
and petals flair a - light in morning mists
that'll haze a rainbow hue - of flowered plush
to portrait mine as every bud untwists.

Upon the birding bath as robins splay
the warbling chirp shall voice as tho' from me
for you my sweet, in springtime bloom of may
shall hear the larking flute of my decree.

The dancing leaves shall tap and Ivy's birth
and Snowdrop's bow as daisy eyes unveils
as fragrant, olive air shall scent of mirth
that once were lost, now shrines as spring prevails.

Vernal rebloom shall stream that pulse of mine
then seek that earthly glow, and there I'll shine.

I won’t forget the way you shared your bed with her while I carried your child in my womb
I won’t forget the way you bulldozed my grace and love just because I would rebloom
I won’t forget the way you left me standing in the streets of Montreal—the reckless, frigid free-for-all
I won’t forget our heart-to-hearts, fall-aparts, fresh-starts
I won’t forget our once shared-dreams, fire-water color schemes; tip-toeing, balance-beams
I won’t forget your lack of self-acceptance; your fear, resistance, dependence
I won’t forget the way you disguise your loneliness; insecurity, disappointment—
your selfishness; inconsistency, vacant empathy
I won’t forget your impatience; porcelain ego, complacence
I won’t forget the way you’d kiss my feet; plead for forgiveness; make promises, repeat
I won’t forget an honest memory of you—instability, volatility
But I will only ever wish you depth, perspective, and humility

It has been almost
Two thousand
And five hundred years
Sine Plato’s cave
Spewed us out
Into an odyssey
Of light and
Philosophical
Humanity
Two and a half
Millennia
Spent clawing our way
Out of the dirt
Into this age
Of technological wonders
And now you
Want to blunder
Back in to
That cave that
Gave birth to
A new science
You want to
Take back
Evolution
And electricity
Medicines, and
Other utilities
Letting Freon
Burn a hole through
The atmosphere
That was protecting you
Letting old ideologies
Rebloom and consume
Taking the opposite
Of mushrooms
Twenty-five centuries
Till we succeed
In failing so completely
As you drag me
Back into
Plato’s cave

I am spread out like a *******
your own personal Jew and
while I bury my blood in your
thread count I knit one
perl two
Why do I let you annihilate me
like this then stitch me back
together?
You use the same holes each time
then ***** about their emptiness
leaving me no time to rebloom
Your garden looks like so many
dug up graves, your kind of love-
one prays while the other one brays
we cannot get enough of you
having left ourselves, bones and
all with nothing but our souls
to chew

As I sit talking to my consciousness, I ask questions that relatives seem to say, can be swayed to devilish ways, rays of hope can be seen, but the words are scarce and leave the scene almost immediately.
Thunderous roars of actions sing as all man look to see, knowing that death is a chosen fate for us, deep in our DNA it is woven, so I ask the question that no one is knowing.
How are we not unified throughout this time, woven like silk, intertwined?
The fact we are great mammals, with knowledge so prime, evolved from apes, right?
Evolved from fish, right?
How I don't know then, if Science "proves" "we evolved" how the hell then, are we not all watching each other all, washing each other off.
More I mean, in fact, how are we not loving each other all?
Helping each other grow tall.
For there is destruction that consumes, from a source being fumed, by a fire, ancient, zoomed to the future, as we watch death rebloom, some are celebrating, delegating, hounding other **** sapiens, knowing that **** well we are sincerely impending doom.
When you would take one's mind, grab it, mold it, control it and try to dominate it, hold it. It speaks clouds,  that in fact speaks louder then the pine I smoke all the time.
Define a crime, when the crime of the mind can bind, bindings leave the mind behind, straying to a sin, lost, never going to win, in the time that minds turns the crime good, only in that person's mind, for it is defined in that time as right, consuming the light.
send it underground and let the devils feast
A leaf fallen also dies without a peep.
A leap of faith inside of me also asks how can we not see...
Lost and Out forever looking to find peace.
Chosen words, by the mind, observe, throughout the Nation and the Earth.
Rebirth of times again, repeated life descends, ahead is future flights that take you to the stars a chosen night.
A woven time of hidden shrines, lost in unpleasant lines, the devil binds, but look not scared for
the
Lord is awake and right.
Listen alright.
The question was clear.
Why then are we not, all unified, why is there crime on this Earth, why do we stand divided? How on Earth don't we move, unified, always colliding, if knowing there's destruction on Earth, how can we rise to become more than valuable work tools for the richer ones.
They threw out God,
how can we now rise?
The evil applauds,
They say look to nature, where danger evolves...
I'm so appalled,
they are so appalled.
Name calling involved, anger has been stricken in all.
Again the question in all rights seems to be alright because the debate can end all fights,
end all life
by the word I seem to siphon through
the cipher that I do put my mind into.
How are we not all evolved into one conscious,
like ants who do go straight in line inclined to do what is right for the hive, alive, we are separated, only through our mind, for that ant does not have a brain, as mine, but some cannot fathom how I am asking so again.
For I know me from God, I am never subtracting.
Reacting with words, I need to know, understand  evils plans and plays being made for humans to be swayed, so now I must say if we all know the way of humans how is it death comes from some of the smartest including whole nations fighting over territory and its crazy if we all know that we are apes, we climb atop a building and burn like King Kong I guess. Well maybe we need the Lord more than all and he has answered our call. Now we gotta tell them all to do is let go of the chain and ball, it's called hate, yall, and it exist in is all.