solitary cacti

 Hello Reader,


Today I am having cramp after cramp on my feet...I am not sure why...the weather is colder and its not possible to wear shorts anymore..we have done the walk and I just want to sleep...I don't want to raise my arm..there are many chores I have to do but I just want to sleep...maybe its the changing of the season or maybe its the changing of my soul...


flip upside down round and round smile like the golden bloom of wisdom so true and right

leaves fall one by one orange mild chill sill the broaden light doors open flap by flap

moon shines reflect on your bright skin refracting colour haze of love's fall in all hues

run in your soul wait your body to catch up don't forget to be curious as your inner kid with your shorts on your legs and boggers in your nose

sleep calls you home rest is here jump in duck feather pillows into the mystical arms of the morpheus to take a trip in the dream land

an abundant playful fair music tunes of your past blues come drop by drop on your heavy cheeks cold as ice

when you have wings fall's don't hurt as much. Understanding of elevation never underestimates internal depths,

because there hides a blue background, which flashes a white incarnation of a pale white skin desert with many freckles and a solitary cacti

your love is buried in that barren desert of hopelessness that could only be painted in imaginary water color's which can only have fair colors

                                            King H. Ironson


(Photograph: Maksim Goncharenok - Pexels)






 



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