Yellow flames fly out from her center
reaching towards the blue sky above.
Gently she sways in the warm spring winds
without a care in the world.
She dances with her friends in the field,
nourishing the bees and lady bugs alike.
She grows in the sun all the days long,
until she grows heavy with seeds,
and takes her final bow.
April 18, 2021 ~DRM~
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Pounding, pounding, never ending.
Every dim light stabs, sharply, through.
Even sounds of joy strike terror.
Only thing to do… find a dark, quiet corner.
Hide away until the torture passes.
April 17, 2021 ~DRM~
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Streaking light illuminates the night, revealing clouds in the sky.
The world tilts sideways and the stars spin above.
The ground shakes, water sloshes in my cup.
Uneasiness underfoot as the earth
gives way, swallowing me up.
Landing in a cavern filling with mud
in the distance, another thud.
Clawing our way out from the muck,
the sky above collapses, the cavern goes dark.
The world outside ends, but we are still alive.
If only we can find each other, we might survive.
April 16, 2021~DRM~
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Happiest of birthdays to my beloved Mom.
Her flaxen hair is now platinum,
her hazel blue eyes sometimes are grey.
She loves butterflies and flowers
and would play in her garden all day.
Her smile hides her sadness,
for she misses her true love.
He left this earth years ago,
but watches her from above.
She raised her daughter
to be strong but soft.
She’s so proud of her girl,
more often than not.
Another trip around the sun she did make.
One more candle now sits on her cake.
April 15, 2021~DRM~
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Neverending dunes of cocoa colored sand stretches on.
Snow capped mountains peek from behind.
The blazing sun pours down, distorting the distance.
Her grassy green silks float in the hot winds.
She reaches to the sky for just a single drink.
Drowning in heat, and no water to have,
she succumbs and withers to ashen gray.
April 14, 2021 ~DRM~
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Something short and sweet for the thirteenth. Enjoy!
Its prehistoric call fills the air,
as it flutters to the lane.
Its head covered in a red flare,
So stands the gorgeous Sandhill Crane.
April 13, 2021~DRM~
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Gods and angels fight in the heavens.
Thunder crashes and lightning flashes.
Dominance over their dominion hangs in the balance.
The earth below soaks up the rain.
Fields of green flourish and dry river beds fill.
The parched desert breaths a sigh of relief from its aridness.
The sun above pierces the darkness above,
blinding the gods and angels of their sight.
They pause their fight, allowing the rays to break through.
Slowly they refocus to see the beauty below, and
find the peace needed for their souls.
April 12, 2021 ~DRM~
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Empty echoes of hollowness abound.
Lost in the abyss of nothingness.
Where once life flourished, nothing remained.
Not even remnants of the dead.
The windswept gorge was barren.
Only signs of erosion by the wind and water.
But for one small flower growing in a crevice,
where the rain catches and the sunlight is perfect.
April 10, 2021~DRM~
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Inspired by the beautiful mountain meadows out West.
She found her way to Big Meadow, the climb steep and littered with rocks,
crossing a wooden footbridge over a stream, edged with tall grasses.
Beyond the grass clumps, a green field stretches out.
Wild flowers add splashes of yellows, whites, pinks and blues.
She continues her walk in the sun; the sky brilliant blue with white puffs,
Her boots fling up a bit of mud from the morning dew onto her legs.
She laughs. Nature can be nice and naughty all at the same time.
She breathes in the calmness and soaks in the beauty.
She steps off the trail where the grass looks dry, lays down in the field of flowers
and lets her thoughts float away like the clouds in the sky.
April 9, 2021 ~DRM~
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The flickering flame dimly lights the room.
It’s fireside aroma scares off the gloom.
The fire mesmerizes her mind at the end of a long day,
clearing the clutter, the voices and stress.
A quiet breath in and a gentle exhale,
releasing the tightness in her shoulders and neck.
The wick crackles as the fire burns down,
the only sound breaking the silence in the room.
Slowly she stands and walks to the candle.
With a swift blow, the flame goes out.
There is light no more. Darkness and dreams follow.
April 8, 2021 ~DRM~
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