Tag Archives: simple

Lovely

Time and freedom
. . . fireflies trapped in a jar

Bits of ember floating on the wind
. . . memory growing old

Love and laughter
. . . Butterflies in the rain

eyes open or closed
breathing in or out
the world
moves
if we are lucky we get

fireflies trapped in a jar
memories growing old
butterflies in the rain.

lovely.

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A girl on a step

She has not

wandered yet into

the world of unwanted

unwasted

or unwepted

She sits confidently

on the steps and

leans her chin into palm

so nonchalantly even the wind

sighs in her contentment

her youthful ability to see the world

just as it is at this moment

without prejudice

without care

without a hint of

overlapping layers

photoshoped and

pristine in their creation

she

is a girl

sitting on a step

looking out at the grass

wondering

why to a hundred

questions she’ll

one day answer

but for now

is just the envy

of the aged

and the curiosity of

passing ants lingering

near her shoe.