TreeThey say;‘A family tree can bear a lot of nuts.’I wouldn’t really know,Most of my vague knowledge of this strange plantIs very much incomplete-- missing.What I do know is;Branches certainly do not get any younger,Although some of them will reach out to other trees and sprout new twigs,Dead branches can tell nothing,Ask your questions before they are truly gone--Especially when the live ones refuse to speak to each other,Although, they rustle leaves behind each others backs. Axe-like arguments have lopped off branches.Some branches go rotten while others blossom,( its hard to tell them apart until you need them for support)Every gardener knows;Harsh pruning through necessity (or pride) is often needed.
VacationI want to take a vacation from myself.To a different place,Somewhere where I am unknown,Start fresh for a short while.Remember.Find myself--Or just become someone new.Grow into that chosen role,Without the weight of rumours, expectations or prejudice.I want to take a vacation from myself,Or maybe just loose the old me for good.
CactusYou stand apart.Cactus-like.A survivor in your desert,I want to cross that isolated spaceThat you have adapted to--(even though you made it for yourself)I want to embrace you as a friend--But I fear doing so(because of your prickles).
(Late) Spring cleanThe cobwebs and frostSwept away,(or they ought to be)Long gone.The first blossom caught in the wind--Not snow flurries.Nature seems lapse this year,When it comes to removing Winter’s dust sheets,And beginning Spring cleaning