Pine Cones will prove UnpleasantPine Cones will prove UnpleasantPine Cones will prove Unpleasant by ~life2all
To those who Them Consume.
But I would sooner tend the Tree
That may be growing soon.
Its broad Leaves will cast my Shade,
That will make my Summer sweet
Its Height-a trivial Matter
Having grown from but a Seed.
She AngelShe began as a negligible speck in the skyShe Angel by ~life2all
like a daylight star beside the suns masculine might.
She was heaven gone hell bent,
sent down and down for her dissent.
With our distance shrinking,
shriveling like her graying wing span
waxing black-feathered Fury.
As she fell to me her ashen details appeared
and I forgot to breathe. In terror.
Hard ground neared her as she neared her end.
Air tankaAir hazed with fat rainAir tanka by ~life2all
glazing windows with broad streaks.
Froths the soil every plop.
Flowers lose their earthly grip
and are promptly washed away.