Eyes on fire, burning and red,
is it allergy season again?
Or too much screen time,
Work continuing, never ending?
She longs for an overdue escape
Somewhere outdoors, disconnected,
Mountains, lake, or beach, anywhere
Anywhere fresh air can bring relief.
Hopefully a respite arrives soon,
Or she shall go mad in this endless cycle.
April 22, 2022 – DRM
Look at me with your probing eyes,
Though I might not be much to look at.
Gently caress my shoulders,
Show me that I am desired,
That I am worth something to you.
Make me tremble with your touch.
Hear my heart, beating through my chest,
Read my face and know my every want.
Exhale softly revealing your needs
Then pull me in, closer than ever before,
Make me know I am forever yours.
April 21, 2022 – DRM
The lady and her Earl, sitting side by side
In a manicured garden with nothing to hide
Surrounded by lavender and citrus high
Along with just a hint of vanilla so shy.
The skies a brilliant blue with no clouds above,
And distant chirps of birds and coos of a dove.
Never had they felt something so true…
When upon the wind they heard I Love You…
April 20, 2022 – DRM
Tall and thin, reaching to the sky,
How does that monster stand?
Winds whipping around,
But it is sturdier than the fiercest storms.
Waves crashing upon its base,
The sea surrounds its very foundation
Threatening to topple it with each wave.
Defying nature’s force, it continues to resist,
And shines its light to lead sailors to shore.
April 19, 2022 – DRM
She runs across the open field
Free from all that once hindered
Light as a feather, she almost floats
In waves of tall grass and flowers
Butterflies and other winged creatures
Float around her adorned head
A ring of wildflowers is her crown
She looks back behind her and sees
The smile she has long adored,
His laughter fills the air as he watches
Soon he takes off, chasing her down,
As he nears he grabs her waist
Lovingly and strong, he turns her around
Her face blushes from sun and the moment
As they spin together in each other’s arms.
Then one trips and down they go,
Giggling at their folly in the meadow
They find each other once more
And seal their lives together with a kiss.
April 18, 2022 – DRM
Full moon high above this early morn’
As many mill about to celebrate today
But I am not here for them though torn
But peace is what I seek by the way.
However with a ding of the phone
The calm once again alludes me
And now I must turn back home
It is an endless cycle of work you see
That one day will lead me to my tomb.
Sticky and hot, the air clings to skin
Even the warm breeze brings little relief.
Thermometers creep closer to ninety,
Yet May is still a few weeks away.
Spring flowers wilt, waiting for just a drop
But rain clouds above refuse to pop
Birds no longer sing in the heat of the day.
Life slows down in the mug of the afternoon,
While we all await a beautiful sunset.
The piles grow above her head
More and more tasks and work
Furiously she works to clear them out,
One by one, only to be replaced by three more
The cycle is unending, no finish line to see
But the sun is shining and flowers in bloom
So instead she begins to plan her escape.
Tunneling through the mountain,
Finally finding a route to take.
She takes a few final steps,
addressing only the most important,
Sets on her responses to do not disturb
And makes her way out into the light.
April 15, 2022 – DRM
Streams of light pierce through
Upon a misty forested floor.
The redwoods soar up high
Touching the heavens above.
A quiet stream babbles nearby,
As small chirps jump upon branches.
Breathing the dewey morning calms
And bring a peaceful smile.
Although it is only in my dreams.
April 14, 2022 – DRM
Crisp mornings fading fast,
Springs in Florida never last.
The sun swiftly rises in the sky
Pinks change to blue up high
And the cardinal sings at full blast.
April 13, 2022 – DRM
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