Ode to White
Tucked into nearly-nothingness
The fall of snow, I must profess -
Aside from chill that does repress
My eager heart and mind -
May be of Nature's best success
The purity does
Meri McGuire McConn
Cascades of My Heart
The marina at Pythagorio, Greece
All
It has been said that
Cigarettes
Are a way to hold
Fire
In a human's hand
It has been said that
Wine
Is the source of
Life
I say that
You
Kindness Brings What Kindness Does
Within a measured caste, am I,
yet treasured by the skies above
or so it seems, when, like a dove,
my soul has wings, has learned to fly
And freedom is a treasured
So-and-So
So,
you don't want the words I spill,
pouring from this surging swell,
cresting lips you've known so well
from depths of me you've helped to fill