#LIFE#

FLOWERS BLOOMED.


‘Twas fields graced with
natural beauty randomly
placed. Scented aromas
the unique essences
of thee. ‘Twas a delight
the unbridled tapestries,
DNA it be.
Intrusive weeds of discord
a strangulation none could
forsee, the desiccation
of thee. Where once
FLOWERS BLOOMED
pits of desolation
now there be.
©️PSA 7/6/21.

#LIFE#, HOPE

AHOY.


Out to sea
stranded?
Waves of emotions
troubling waters
no longer reside,
placid waters
a guide. For, by
words and actions
readily confirm
’twas a season of
unease, doubts…
The true essence of thee.
Waves of emotions
upsetting, revealing,
learning might there be;
yet truthful intent of
heart never will cease.
©️PSA 8/6/21.
#LIFE#, HOPE

BE….BOLD.


True essence of heart
vital foundation,
tapestry of fine art.
BE….BOLD
Masked visage a
defensive barrier
lest jesting might be?
BE…BOLD for respect of
thee, morals and beliefs
the emotional gifts of
self loving acceptance…
THIS IS ME. Villains of
disruption aplenty reside,
corruption of thy mind.
BE…BOLD…
BE not conformed to
others decrees…
BE….FREE.
©️PSA 9/6/21.
#LIFE#, HOPE, MUSINGS

THE LADYBUG.


” Ladybug, ladybug fly away,
come back another day.”
Fleeting touch a sweet
caress, excited and blessed.
Natural wonder so
graciously adorn. Minute
giver ’tis selfless acts of
beauty, fragility, hope and
happiness she bequeaths.
Seconds in time might
she alight, starry eyed
wonder and willingly
release; LADYBUG
’tis a wonder indeed
blessed we be, minute
bearer of hope and
prosperity.
©️PSA 4/6/21.