3 POEMS

STONE

stone on the ground

secular vigil

keep track of time

"stone in the shoe"

daily discomfort

consume the foot

"stone" in writing

poem born

liberate the word

TO WANT

to look

soul search

He wants the soul in the palm of his hand.

touch

interest of the hands

wants hands in hair

hug

heartfelt desire

wants her chest pressed against yours

kindness

escape from love

wants love to take your breath away.

smile

flower of the lips

wants lips on big lips

kiss

mouth's desire

wants the mouth in the desert of the coasts

A SONNET FOR THE FLOWER

He trampled on the already mocked flower.

without shame or compassion.

She crushed the petals in her hand…

Between her fingers it lay, destroyed.

It was stained with vivid crimson.

the flesh of bitten nails

and with hopes dashed,

He still wept, his soul livid.

Little did the flower know that resilience

It was stored within its seed.

who slept there on the pollen-bed

and that one should wait patiently,

it would be reborn in the lap of the warm earth,

despite the harm that was done to him.

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