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SWIRLING CLOUDS


SWIRLING CLOUDS

S.JENSEN (C)2019

SUGAR LIPS CARESSING

LIKE HONEY DROPS

OF COUGH MED CANDY

WALKED OUT DOORS

THAT CLOSED THEN...

STILL RING IN THIS HEAD

FROM TIME TO TIME

OH HOW LIFE CHANGES

THE STILL BLUE SKY

OF CRISP COLD WINTER

AS I SIT WARM SIPPING

MY HOT TEA STARING AT

THE SPARKLES OF LIGHT

AND SHADOWS SO SHARP

EDGES SO CUT FUZZY TOWARDS

THE LIGHT PARTS OF

OBJECTS I OWN AND VIEW

EVERYTHING HAS THAT

AURA FEEL TO IT AS ONE KNOWS

CAN BE...

OH SO SENTIMENTAL AM I

ROWS AND ROWS OF BOOKS

LINE MY WALLS MIXED WITH

THE GATHERED ITEMS

OVER THE YEARS SIT THERE

LIKE THE EDGES OF RAINBOW

COLOURS FADING INTO

CLOUDS SWIRLING IN THIS

CYCLE OF LIFE

TUNES FLOATING IN THE AIR

LIKE LAYERS OF THIS HEART

OH SO PEELED AWAY

LAST NIGHT I HUGGED MY

STUFFED KITTY KAT

MY KID MADE ME AND FLOATED

TO DREAMLAND LIKE

SILENCE CARRYING INTO DARKNESS

LETTING GO

TO FIND PEACE

FROM CHOICES MADE LONG AGO

THAT I WON'T LET HAUNT

JUST PASS THEM THRU

LIKE CHERISHED MEMORIES

COURSING THRU MY BLOOD

FLOWING ITS RAGE HIGHER

FORMING A POUNDING

HEADACHE

MEDS SOOTH ITS RAGE

AND THE FIGHT GOES ON

INTO THE NEW DAY DAWNING

AND A TEXT NOTICE DINGS

WAKING ME UP

I LAUGH, SMILE, TEXT BACK

OH SO GLAD TO BE HERE

I DO WHAT I SEEM TO DO BEST

AS OF LATE CARRY ONWARD

THERE IS NO OTHER PATH WAY

BUT TO LEAVE IT IN THE

MOMENT TO MOMENT

AND BE GRATEFUL FOR

ALL THINGS....


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