A poet can translate birdsong much more faithfully than the biologist ever could.
Move it
Too many of us have a skipping spirit but a sit-still body.
Wax & wane
We may as well make
friends with Change —
the instant the Moon is full
it’s already starting to wane
Once upon a thyme
Desserts are the fairy tales of dining — a happily-ever-after to supper.
Fertilize & philosophize
Weeds —
is there really evil in their hearts
or are they simply feisty seeds —
ambitious verdant darts,
proliferous garden art?
Swellheads
Egotism is overvaluing your little speck of the universe.
SOCial anxIETY
You can’t spell social anxiety without society.
Live well
Don’t trade your life for just an empty hourglass.
Startup
Spring stirs under silent snow.
Pressed flowers are still pretty
Age is a gradual steamrolling of youth.
After all
Life is a perpetual give and take with the universe.
Real funny
My life is half reality show, half Saturday morning cartoons.
Mend it, dear Henry
Flawed past is history; flawed present is opportunity.