CYCLOPS NIGHT

CYCLOPS NIGHT,
WIDE-EYED BRIGHT.
WATCH DAYS END,
ALL IN SIGHT.
STARS AWAKE,
BOUNCE OFF THE LAKE.
JEWELED DARKNESS,
‘TIL DAWN’S BREAK.
FIREFLIES,
LIGHT THE SKIES.
NOCTURNAL DANCERS,
WITH MOONRISE.
SLEEPS THE SUN,
FIRE GONE.
MATCH WILL STRIKE,
AS NIGHT IS DONE.

‘X’ AND ‘O’

YOU SIGN OFF WITH ‘X’ AND ‘O’,
BUT IT STILL IS NOT THE SAME.
WRITTEN LETTERS LET ME KNOW,
THAT LONG DISTANCE IS TO BLAME.

DISTANCE TOOK AWAY YOUR KISS,
YOUR HUGS STOLEN FROM ME TOO.
BEING NEAR YOU I SURE MISS,
FOR NOW ‘X’ AND ‘O’ MUST DO.

TO THINK THIS LETTER I HOLD,
ONCE WAS HELD IN YOUR STRONG HAND.
TIME HAS MADE YOUR LETTER COLD,
IT’S TRAVELED WATER AND LAND.

MEMORIES I HOLD DEAR TO HEART,
KEEP ME GOING DAY TO DAY.
HOW LONG MUST WE BE APART,
HOW LONG WILL IT BE THIS WAY?

DON’T FORGET I’M FLESH AND BLOOD,
‘X’ AND ‘O’ WON’T KEEP ME WARM.
OUR LOVE, LIKE A TENDER BUD,
MAY NOT WEATHER THROUGH A STORM.

THE TURTLE

BORN FROM THE SAND,
ALONE AMONG BROTHERS.
MINUTE EYES SEARCH DARKNESS,
TO FIND MATERNAL MOON.
AS SOULS FOLLOW THE LIGHT,
PRIMARY INSTINCT TAKES HOLD.
AS ALL OTHERS SIT WITH THE SANDMAN,
THE BABES CRAWL
TO DEEP SEA’S YAWNING MOUTH.
BY HUNDREDS HE SWALLOWS,
ONLY LEAVING SOFT SCRATCHES
IN THE SAND,
MARKING THEIR TERRITORY
FOR FUTURE MOONS TO LIGHT.

THE BUMBLEBEE

I’VE NEVER THANKED
THE BUMBLEBEE
FOR SPREADING POLLEN
TO MAKE THE SEEDS
THAT MAKE LITTLE PLANTLINGS
THEN FLOWERES GROW
CAUSING GARDENS
TO OVERFLOW.
I’VE NEVER THANKED
THE HONEYBEE
FOR MAKING COMBS
OF SWEET HONEY
THAT MAKES LIFE SWEETER
LIKE FLOWERS DO:
SIMPLE BLESSINGS
BEES DO FOR YOU.

LOST AND FOUND

AS THE CLOUDS RELEASE THE RAIN,
ONE LONE UMBRELLA DRIES OFF
IN A DARK CORNER OF THE CAFÉ.
ITS OWNER IS SITTING…
WAITING…
SHE COMES IN AS A BREEZE,
AND THEIR EYES MEET.
HE STANDS TO GREET HER,
TAKES HER UMBRELLA,
AND PLACES IT WITH HIS.
A PUDDLE ACCUMULATES
ON THE FLOOR.
THE TWO COUPLES,
NOW CONTENT WITH THE COMPANY,
WAIT OUT THE RAIN.
AS IT ENDS,
THE MAN BRINGS THE WOMAN TO HER FEET.
THEY EXIT UNDER THE RAINBOW,
LEAVING BEHIND THEIR TWO FRIENDS.