Springtime

Daffodils rise and life begins anew,

Spring time, this time

Is full of sunshine rather than sorrow.

That will be left behind, to pick up again

Tomorrow.

springtime

 

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See those Swans at window?

See those Swans at the window?
She said.

They’re stuck in Ice cold waters,
Prickly feathers, frozen
But still gentle- My ‘Friend’.

As they tickle you in your sleep,
Floating into Blue.

Prey awaken as strong necks,
Cuddled each other to sleep.
One half for you, one half for me.

Nestling, lulling white hairs into that-
Good Night.

Goosebumps rippling in a circle,
Blood Tight.

Those Swans at the window
Their sailing around the world,
With one chipped wing
Each- a pair of eyes,
Shared between the two.
One half for me and one half for you.

Thick bottoms,
Circling, circling with no
Cause,
Guided by the smell, the hope
Of
The
Applause.

Swimming with no compass now,
Sailing slowly
Towards
The doom.

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