How fast fade most pinkest trees
How digits dance 'neath Catalpa breeze
Ignoring last October's deadest death
They arrived on time then took last breaths

Scattered seeds among their foes
Had no need of planting earthen work
As cycles shadow ploughman's dream
The fickle fruitless cherry grows

He rode rough crests over wildest waves
His ship stayed unsunk under skinny toil
His family landed and held holiest hope
Now blossom buds over grassy graves

Darkness darkened darkest health
Metal sheets broke bones full force
Lungs would not get the care of air
But hours still channeled wisdom wealth

She bent the knee for sacred loves
She scraped it on the firmest strife
Her pies nor pulchritude but soul inspired
Now stillness stays beneath starry moves

When bloodiest blood ****** didn't produce
It drained itself from veins and strained
Veiling valleys making mountains make-believe
But sharpest tongue emptiness refused

What meagre maggots worthless worms
Are those of us who never yearn!
We rarely learn to live so well as they
Who gave us genes and grace and days

All I offer oft only when I try and I work
Nothing else can I do nor more can I hope
This most modest shallowest honor to give
Of them in springtime remembering is

all night spent scrubbing the cinnamon roll shack
alone
out at breakfast
biscuits and gravy
the sun still fresh in the sky
the moon still full and unsunk
on the other side of the horizon
the golden growing cloud scatter
slow rolling and rosy
and blue
orange juice
from two booths over
i hear voices
a woman's
explaining to men how easy is it to be romantic
the doubtful reply
thrown over the table
pancakes and eggs
in an early morning
conversational/restaurant tone
and thanking the waitress
and coffee
i wont be sleeping
until tonight
when I can be with you again

There you were, on a bible-thick book
Flapping pages of clearly unwanted bound
Somewhat a story of you and me:
Words noticed but thoughts unsunk
Sitting in solitude amidst the crowd
Of shelves of untouched narratives

Hair glistening, hanging, covering half
A face of calm, peace, and gentleness
Eyes that give nonstriking stares
Curved lashes like drawn waves
Snub-nosed rather adorable and pleasing
Complimentary to that perpetually smiled lips

Blissfulness glows in your image

I felt the pulse of your throb
It's aliveness never to rob
as scales of excitement lighted
a heart descended, my knighted

I saw the bright esssenced fingers
It's the rare stare ever to linger
as your soul spoke keenly to mine
beyond this existence we dine

I touched the skin on your face
It's delicate layers on eons trace
as the pen scripted the words
in a language of unbeaten swords

I loved the scare on your bold eyes
It's sincere dare in trodden trees
as the unsunk crux transpired songs
on the octave strings of the wrongs