She is a fresh
Mountain stream
Running off
From the
Ridge above
Bringing sustenance
Life-giving joy
To the privileged
Experiencing her
Essence and joy
Smiling with
Twinkling eyes
Snorting with
Heartfelt laughter
Inviting a step
Towards the
Delightful rhythm
Of her
Eternal soul
Rick Ellsmore
7.4.19
Picture and lyrics crafted June 18, 2020. Saw this flower in my neighborhood and my spirit did the rest! Isn’t this what you would want your lover to say to you?
Chuck was alone. Well at least he felt that way. Emotions flooding in from his days as a young shoe being heat seared at around 300 degrees. Alone in the dark surrounded by fire. Knowing something was missing but not able to fully understand what it was. Life was good. Chuck loved being a sneaker….
I softly spoke To the Italian stars About you They whispered back We know She’s Ours I raised my voice Yelling at The top Of my lungs She is The one The one I love My Free The Moon Mighty She Smiled back And breathed Into me I know She’s of Me As you are…
Standing She stands Speechless Feet firm Sinking sand All around Dark hair blown Wet curls Dripping residue From the sand-filled wind Waves crashing Blasting forward Tempting her rage To surface Not allowing Anything To slow their Violent progress Her unabating life Hanging Upon this defiant choice The category four Soon to slam Engulfing everything That…
