Illuminated surrounded by darkness, a lily shaped beacon appears in our eyes. concealing, revealing bright sunshine, through petals, a bright glow. we lose track. sometimes shadows contain predators, who sell bridges to the unwary. they want your vote too. shake hands with the candidate, if you like, but don't forget to count your fingers afterwards.
Misbehaving when colours look so funny, trusting's hard to do is it a sign our nightmares will come true? i've only gone for coffee but I've been gone so long she'll maybe start to wonder what's gone wrong when colours look so funny, trusting's hard to do is it a sign our nightmares will come true?
Big Nasturtium close up, a macro looks bigger than live we see things we never saw before structures details beauty too some harmony in colour, little strife encroaching weeds, voracious insects, it is war big nasty losing always root space too do not laugh and do not cry, if you plant it it will die...
Green Patch we should not call them weeds (respecting life) they may not be so welcome in our yards but they announce it springtime when it's right. a time comes when we grow green in that summer light and glow such beauty as is in us, that it shows if we are weeds, unwanted and unloved we should be so determined, push and shove grow strong and thrive in our own way "show personality" is what they like to say! we all are beautiful, somewhere inside something really wonderful, we cannot hide
Around the Edge peeking around the corners of what we can see, into a world unlike mine, she tells me about a rabbit that saved her life when she was an infant. i can't follow her where her mind goes i see a pond: there is an edge where land and water meet, sometimes the water spills over, and floods muddy and sour her wet land lies outside my world i can't thrive in such a hostile place peeking around the corners of what we can see, i know, for me, her rabbit has fangs
Shade Under a Lilac mule deer lounge quietly under a lilac bush i planted for her pretty like a picture, resting in the shade, safety in our backyard all their dues are paid flowers in our garden bloom and fade and fall mule deer come and rest, go at will our lives are complicated and seem, to us so grand wild things so beautiful, so hard to understand
Yellow Things in a corner of a garden almost hidden in some shade sits some little yellow things, lighting up a sweet and lovely corner of our world i want to show her this quiet corner of this garden, take her hand, lead her into this sweet and lovely corner, spend an hour maybe, drinking it in together
Excitement bright colours in our garden draw our attention, make us smile filtered sunshine lights our bright and cheery scene bright colours in our garden draw our attention, make us smile shut inside, we try to hide from viral infection and others bright colours in our garden draw our attention, make us smile
you see this lake is calm today, so calm you'ld never guess (calmness resembles tidiness, it will conceal a mess) poison in the water, poison on the beach, mutagenic poisons, barrels rust and leech in a story book romance things end up as you like. walk beside it if you choose or you can ride your bike. it's beautiful to look at. but give it such a miss. please don't drink that water. don't dare eat the fish
Sepia Shed when it seems there is no colour and all the beauty's gone, your mouth's like sour ashes, i will be your faithful friend. so don't give up too easily it's not the bitter end there's time yet to enjoy this life, a corner to be turned and lots of trouble yet to find and bridges to be burned.