
One basin sat either side;
One against the other in mind.
Pick one up for a different task.
Why query? Why ask?
Clothes are laundered with white
Sheets bleached pure. Light
Shown through the window
-Sun ablaze in that “usual glow”.
My feet wandered to the patio;
Barefoot. Sandals casted aside, outside. Oh!
Casual to feel grass beneath ones insoles.
No one can wait to enjoy rainfall.
No. “That mean weathervane sure can
Make sadness go away if nature calls.”
Clothesline pins keep the line firm
Whilest sheets “emote” a breeze. And I’m
…Standing “betwinx bittersweet and heat “.
Did you know?! When the moonglows,
Dimmed skies mesmerize.
I absorb animalistic
Marsupial sounds.
Mice and tiny paws soft on soil is
Fond to me.
Sometimes, softening my inner man.
I oftentimes, steal away, adding appraise.
I scrubbed washboards at around midnight.
Awake. Eyes no surprise to resign
By the door lost in a dream. Cries
Those are for lovers, who don’t “let go”.
Or else, a “papoose”is hungry for more.
Silence…Silent because milk reached
The shore. “Palate rest easy now.”
Nightmarish chill!? Yeh, alas
There he is
A wolf hunt is rising in the woods.
Who? Us? Sometimes, they are “anguishing “
Or not at all tempered and “banishing”.
- If a wolf tale yield
Lead them to higher valley.
Swamp makes them bite. I find
All that “goes there” is a long wait. Nightly.
Ever pondered, sauntered and/or
Vanished into a meadow?
With my best sandals on,
Also in a dream set,
Tramples on mudgrassland. Albeit,
I count the trees;
I count the thickets ;
Then I pick wild dandelions.
Self. Inside is thrilled by a casual act:
I have company visits me. In fact,
A long time ago,
He left me a “lovelettre “.
All about me!
And all around me are mindset
Memories….
He’s been integral. Grandeur.
A gentle man.
Nature calls again….Sunsetting
On my imaginary parade.
Wives hath said,” Sun let’s you know when to go.”
Man hath noted,” Letting go gets harder.”
Ancestors warned against,” Gods are watching. Only follow wisdom.”
Godparents answered,
“ No man knows what hour hast
Ahead of you. Best to come, early haze.”


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