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Family obligations met,

Call or visit,

Fields of long summers

 

In fields of long summers
explored as a child
Seeking out blackberries
which grew in the wild
Enjoying adventures
in grass baked by the sun
Those were the days
filled with laughter and fun

Spring Storm – Free Verse – May 21, 2015

lightening flashes
and the rumble of thunder
rolls across the lake
then the voiceless wind

howls

Life to Match

http://imgur.com/r/EyeCandy/VohaU

Life is like a match. It bursts into being, full of promise and light. It grows then. At it fullest and brightest it slows, dies returning us to the dark..

Birth is painful, birth is bloody it is spectacular, it is after conception, the start for everybody.Pushed from the darkness into the light screaming and kicking you get handled by gloved hands under bright light.

Poem: Age

The bones are creaking.

Joints in pain.

Starting to swell.