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A Simple Question

I was born
The petals of my life flower burst open
My shoots ached to touch the sky
Roots reached down embracing Mother Earth’s hug
Bees came, and I was pollinated
My youngens sprout at my feet
Frosts came and robbed me of my face
Springs return gave me back my voice
And sunshine ruled my every day
And now my old brittle petals close back again
The night attracts with stars and luminous futility
I once came to see and now long for sleep
Withering stems
And low-slung pistils
Call me home to Mother Earth
And I must answer
We all must answer
Because the simple question envelops us
But Nature doth fulfill and fails—
Clover softly calls us to assume fallow
And the warm soil receives our kind

Sky Too Green

Sky so green
Grass too blue
What I may tell you
May not be too necessarily true
Poets often wrinkle
And scurry over the rhyme
So sue me tangential
Versification has never been a capital crime
Riddle me plastic
Cauterize those peeps of joy
Life tarries aslantlike
I hope they have a baby boy
Roses be red
For her with eyes so too blue
Oh, another butterfly release—
Could you free me one day too?

Amber

Trickle trumble quickly cast
On the wing the fairy flies so very fast
Hershipness flitters over clover field and lawn
Her wings cantering lift and soars past

Hither and thither Fairyland rises and sings
A new fairy has announced new wings

Sally Gossamer Wingstep greets the dawn
Her toils have subsided and turn blessed
A new fairy wee and oh so very loved
Graces our countenance and engilds the nest

Hither and thither Fairyland rises and sings
A new fairy has announced new wings

Marcus Featherstone attends to his Queen
Sally brushes the tress bother from over his left eye
Baby Amber Grace coos greetings to all in view
Cousin Katja beams hello and exhales a happy sigh

Hither and thither Fairyland rises and sings
A new fairy has announced new wings