Concealing Chaos

Tangled up
a chaotic mess
its volume
overpowers order
and swallows whole
organization
causing even that
which is
in front of your face
to disappear
as it is swallowed
by the chaos
looming
in the background

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Taking a Rest

Under boughs of
sharp tipped needles
the ground is soft
with spongy moss
and piles
of shedded debris
from the towering
branches above
this shelter
is my happy place
where hours
are spent lying upon
fragrant softness
looking up through
shades of green

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Stillness

Let’s sit a spell
and watch
clouds travel
over calm waters
like little boats
that don’t make ripples
Stay perfectly still
and the silence
will fade
to be replaced
by soft sounds
of foragers seeking
tasty treats
but stop at the
water’s edge
for a drink.

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Winter Breeze

Whispers swirl
though
windswept fields
as each dried
weed and reed
brush against
each other
to spill
their secrets
into the air
for seeking ears
and open minds

if we
will only listen

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Waterfront Frolic

Come play with me
where sky and earth
meet clouds and sea
and moss drapes
the branches
while we can wander
along rocky beaches
and skip stones
over cold ripples
while our noses
turn red and cold
and a chill breeze
whispers
through the trees

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Play Time

A game of chase
and hopping rocks
as laughter
fills chill air
to caress the ears
in sounds of joy
as what was once
a game of tag
becomes
hide and seek
and the little cheat
bounds between rocks
into spaces too small
for me to follow

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