Thursday, September 12, 2019

Stand Up


Stand Up

The petal stands up straight.
Perhaps the wind has given it
a lift and it will fall back down
when the breeze eases.
It could be signaling to the
bees or providing shade for
the center of the flower.
Or, maybe, just maybe, it has
decided that the time has come
for it to stand up for itself.

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Tuesday, September 3, 2019

Thursday, August 29, 2019

On the Shore


On the Shore

I stand on the shore
and watch the lake ripple.
The ducks come and go.
They may drop from the sky
or jump from a spot
right next to me.
I wish I could follow.
Hit the water and play
or swim away.
The wind picks up
and gives me a shake.
As my fantasy fades,
I accept that those things
are not in my nature.

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