DON’T FORGET TO BREATHE

Inhale.

Hold it.

Exhale.

We must not forget

to stop, take a breath,

and breathe.

RING THOSE BELLS

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konwalie by BaxiaArt

Bells to ring in the summer.

Tiny lights to brighten the day.

A fragrance to calm the mighty.

Soothing music for the senses.

A BUD

A bud so sweet,

Enticing treat.

It throws off heat,

Dance to its beat.

Its scent draws me near,

Still not feeling fear.

It soon becomes clear,

I shouldn’t be here.

The buzzing becomes loud,

Near my face big and round.

I quickly hit the ground,

Hoping I won’t be found.

The birds are chirping,

And I’m not hurting.

The sun is shining,

My bud is smiling.

A FIELD OF BLUEBONNETS

I walk in a field of Bluebonnets.

I thought to compose for them sonnets.

The sweet fragrance fills my soul

until I am again whole.

I feel tired as I smile

like I’ve walked a full mile.

I will make my bed

and lay down my head.

My thoughts drift so slow and low,

somewhere over the rainbow…

FILLS MY MIND

The view fills my mind,

Soothes my soul,

Brings me inner peace.

The sweet aroma of flowers

Tingles my nose,

Draws me closer.

The sea air brushes my face,

Salts my skin,

Leaves cold footprints.

I’m running,

Eyes wide open,

Face to the sun.

I’m here

In the paradise

Of my imagination.

THE WHITE PICKET FENCE

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Autumn Fence, Woodstock, Vermont

A walk down a country road,

not knowing what it may hold.

Leaves crunch loudly beneath my feet,

walking fast is no easy feat.

I need to get home to make dinner,

I’d hoped the walk would make me thinner.

But I need to slow down and breath the air,

as sweet as cotton candy at a fair.

My steps follow the white picket fence,

the other side makes me cold and tense.

The huge dog jumps high in the air,

his eyes white dots on his black hair.

He whimpers and walks closer to me,

his dark eyes as wide as can be.

He lifts a large paw to the gate,

as I slow down my frenzied gait.

I stop in place to pet his head,

I know I have just made my bed.

I will now be home late for dinner,

but the dog knows I’m still the winner.

I have stopped to smell the flowers,

I’m refreshed with superpowers.

I race home with new resolve,

no more time puzzles to solve.

PURPLE HAZE

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As I walk slowly in a daze,

Surround me in a purple haze.

I could fall asleep in this tent.

The smell alone is heaven sent.

The scent of lilac is filling my head.

I need to find an appropriate bed.

I will just sit on this bench in the sun

And enjoy the lights of the setting sun.

THE BLUE

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Smouldering Heart of the Blues by ecstaticist on Flickr.

The blue sucks me in.

Velvet petals caress my face.

A buzzing bee whizzes past.

I’m inside the midnight blue darkness.

My head spins from its heady fragrance.

Lines of poetry beg to be written.

Will I yield to the blue darkness?

It’s a trap I cannot escape.

BECKONING

The colors of nature are

Bright and fresh,

Soothing and serene,

Beckoning for you to take

A stroll through the flowers and

Inhale their sweet fragrance.

Take time to appreciate nature

And all it has to offer.

STAND STRONG

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Stand strong for me.

Your petals closed tight.

Face to the sun.

Hope in your heart.

Release your sweetness.

The perfect fragrance.

Let the dew quench your thirst.

The rain wash your tears.

Stand strong for me.

STAND STRONG

Stand strong for me.

Your petals closed tight.

Face to the sun.

Hope in your heart.

Release your sweetness.

The perfect fragrance.

Let the dew quench your thirst.

The rain wash your tears.

Stand strong for me.

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MY DAY BY THE SEA

A walk down the street.

Fragrances so sweet.

White cobblestones line the way.

Here is where I want to stay.

Away from the madding crowd.

A place where I can be proud

To call my new home.

I don’t need a phone.

All I need is a soft bed

To lay down my weary head.

Fishermen’s cries will wake me

To start my day by the sea.

PINK

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Pink flowers to fill my day.

Petals falling in soft flight.

Ready to come out and play.

A soothing and heady sight.

A shady path to soft dreams.

To hot days and warmer nights.

Pink filling the lakes and streams.

A large toast to spring’s best sights.