I stand there, looking onwards
The grass twirls, dances at my feet
The grey clouds, wait patiently in silence
Not approaching, merely there
A prelude, to a time yet to arrive
The cool wind, promises rain
Onwards lies, a distant fireplace
A place to rest, my weary eyes
A quiet river, softly serenades
It's running water, an orphic turquoise blue
I stand there, breathing deeply
Tears cascade, crawling down
Feelings bubble, a new completion
I found the place, I can call home

Relaxing in the sun
catching up times so long ago
Wondering where the years have gone
Does anybody know?

Haven't seen your face
a decade has gone by
“My, how the time does race”
is spoken with a sigh

Sitting on the sidelines
though I'm noticed now and then
included in the times
Memories of back when

See all the the welcome smiles
My mind is such a traitor
Photos taken erase the miles
I'll have them all for later

Only drips one two three
and so many more
help bring an invaluable child

God has been kind
only women get pregnant
if men could have been
none would know
how many have been....
brought to this small world
to increase a mass population,
in countries like yours
where lives are being governed
only by robots and automation

God's smaller mercy's be praised
and you Scribbler are kind..

shroud the crespulant stir
miraculous shatter
diving far the depth

arriving less then better

I'm
not
goddess
Demeter
or Persephone
but I sow thoughts where summers tread
then the sunshine would bathe them warm to grow endlessly.

Contraception's such a bother
and passion's building higher Now!
I'm already thrice an unwed mother
things will, I hope, work out somehow.

Surprise! I'm pregnant once again
I guess this will make number four
each of them by different men
who've been through my revolving door.

All these men who came and went,
I've lost any count of them,
they'd probably fill a circus tent
those who've venture past my hem.

Have you ever heard a dream come true,
I have, every time I heard from you.
Did you ever face a forceful wind
and feel it on your back,
that's how I felt when you were near,
surrounded,
no dreams, no past.

An affection everlasting,
a charm that never ends,
I'm listening for your touch
and the seductive breeze it sent.
Winding up my wanting,
clutching at the hidden strings,
ravenous, overpowering,
beyond my understanding.

Look it’s my turn to steer this ship.
The rest of you sick bastards line the sides
I don’t want your sick, to rot the timbers.

Who the hell do you think you are then?
The captain of a boat, sorry of a ship?
Where did you get that funny hat from?

Shut up, cant you both feel the love rage
It is ours to share but not to own
I shall love you both no matter what

You are such a stupid idiot
There is only supposed to be us three
Who are all these others?

Strategies devised
compromised by eyes
that lie
promises of clear skies

Realize,

Defies my sighs and binds the
rise
of those who try but we can't
rely
Only supply the size
of cries when we drive by

So,

Comply with my wishes and
no longer will you be suspicious
but defiantly malicious it seems
a stranger dream it brings

I
My blood houses the melody,
My skin the harmony,
My being the complete symphony
I am the creator and the created,
The art and the artist

Sounds creating a vast canvas in my mind
It’s painterly waves submit imprints
Increasing tenfold in sharp echoes
While floating and drifting through tandem thoughts
Stringed voices dance through my striatum
Overwhelming and audible, all I can do is
Keep breathing
Entropy decreasing,