blue pen.

Touch your lips, only let the sharpness of the thorn touch.

Blood will drip, down towards the floor.

Don’t worry about the mess, I have to do my chores.

Fingernails rounder than the door: knob, don’t be a knob.

two lady bugs.

I will love him again when my soul is ready,

When the red rose rises where only I can see.

I want to reach the top of this ocean with you,

My left hand is open for you, please hold tight.

Our eyes meet, love songs sound so sweet.

Melodies that remind us of bird songs, alluring.

Here we can smell love, sweet and tangy.

If only you look into my eyes, you can

Feel the strength of my love and passion.

The only thing between us, is your elbow

And my mother’s opinion.

Only four fingers.

If you close your eyes and keep following the white lines

Your brain will thank you with a sharp knife and a smile.

The girl next door is weird to me; her second toe is taller than her first.

I noticed her child blow his nose into his purple sock and I laughed.

The woods run deep behind my little abode, the birds, that’s where they sleep.

Sometimes the river calls for help just before the morning sun.

little poem.

i wish for lazy Saturdays and early morning hikes.

clearance yogurt to go please

and bring an extra water 

one for the bees and the other for me.

trying to find my way home.

Drops of angel tears hit my shoulder as I make my way home.

Words scattered in front of me with years of wisdom.

I am afraid of the dark, and down here it’s always dark.

Why throw your shell away and have no home?

I light a candle to find my way as a mushroom man approaches, happy and gay.

“Where oh where my kind lady, shall I lead the way? The forest man is on his way!”

I am still afraid of the dark and now I have a mushroom man leading me home.

 THE UNOFFICIAL END TO THE END.

Dead bones, dry as a desert.

Skin with wrinkles, old as three centuries.

Rugged nails, coffee stained teeth.

Eyes lay low, bloodshot.

Fire is going but I see no flame.

POEM.

Butterfly kisses, baby wishes and sand.

Shoe laces, dirty heels and rice.

Bland oatmeal, bottled water and salt.

back door entrance, no front door.

Honey tea, dog fleas and pencils.

Printer paper, finger nails and tape.

Large pupils, iced coffee and love.

no front door, back door entrance.