Spring

Its time again, for that season
Spring peeks through darkness
Winter becomes dormant,
all good feelings surface.
As dampness washes away
Cool warmth arises.

Intrusions

Intrusions, some illusions
Spell bounding persuasions
I’ve taken notice.

Leaping all About

Can’t wait, leaping all about

Heart racing, whimsical immersions
Nature elated, warmth brewing-
Like coffee. Beaming thoughts
Clouds burning off, floating away.

All night long

How do I satisfy my mind
Under these conditions
Of insomnia?
Keeps me wide awake-
It's nearly day break
Lingering in a halo of light.

Malt Shop

Classic reenactments
Joyable surroundings
Others murmuring,
Laughter and nourishment
Feelings of childhood surface.

Antiques

Once cherished like new
Aged, worn-
Refined unlike fine wine.
Yet forgotten
Reelects of the past,
Stowed away in darkness
Forevermore.

Wonderment obtained
What onlookers gaze-
Oh, discoveries made
These forgotten things
Remnants of childhood
Resurrected for a moment.

Grotto

In the grotto we retire
Harbored thoughts,
Symbols projected
Of great lights.
Great debates-
Bestowed, gathered
Erected before
Our signet.

Bluejay

Bluejay perching
On unfathomed limbs
Sunrays beaming
Spring blooming.