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Morning Love
Kissing gently one another in the morning's shimmering, damp dew, Sunrise driving out the fog and so begot the love that angels knew, Twas the singing heartbeat of their adoration that gave away the two, Oaths worth keeping, so on the back of a unicorn and away they flew. by Joni Caggiano 8/14/19
A Variety of Seeds
Throw forth a variety of seed, of gentle love for which to grow, Survey the multitude of colors, tints, shades, and dyes, Limitless variety just like us, humans, we can love and know. Covering the world we are the same, so open up your eyes! Share the seed of diversity and pluck out the weeds … Continue reading A Variety of Seeds
Fairy Circles
Freshly mowed grass from the day before glistened while the sun began to peek her head slowly into the sky, offering up the light of the day. I walk out gently, near the old rosemary bush, and hear quite the buzz gently surrounding me. The red hummingbird feeder without its sweet, syrupy nectar, hung empty, … Continue reading Fairy Circles
Flowers
The thick white petals of the Magnolias spread their unhindered scent, While the nearby Honeysuckle dances a duel of fragrance from its vine. Blue and purple flowers of the Morning Glories open up to say your mine, For their buds awaken each splendid morning by rays of new sunshine. Yellow dandelions compete with grass that … Continue reading Flowers
Saying Goodbye
Like the tiniest finch in the curve of our rain gutter The roof protects the eggs and nest which lay there, Shallow and cup-sized is the female's safe bird's nest, Where her little head pops up until even she must rest. Her chirps, music to my ears as she sings and sleeps, Digest and regurgitates … Continue reading Saying Goodbye
The Military Man – My Father
Lost for wise and fair words as I struggle sadly trying hard to understand, This five-foot-four, striking, but mostly drunk this lonely military man. Before his sixteenth birthday, he took off to the horrid deadly Korean war, Crippled was this young soldier inside and out as the memories still tore. Dad, would pick up the … Continue reading The Military Man – My Father
Nature’s Wake Up Call
The hummingbird flew towards the vivid, red Cardinal flower, Sweet was the nectar that gave its tiny wings such power. Bumblebees with prickly legs covered with yellow pollen, While Chickadees steal from an old bird's nest that has fallen. Oh blessed is the morning view from where I rest my head, Nature calls ingeniously to … Continue reading Nature’s Wake Up Call
Warriors Still Bleed
I call myself a warrior not because I am incredibly brave, but because I still exist. That doesn't mean that a wishing well of sorrow doesn't persist. One so deep that the sound of the stone dropped therein never leaves a sound. Bottomless, these waves of heartbreak come unexpectedly and without warning. They wash over … Continue reading Warriors Still Bleed
