Alone in the Woods

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See these fingers,
see these hands
they’re like yours,
waiting to be held
warmed to the touch.

Give me a smile,
give me a wave
not just a flash.

I’ll be your travel guide
follow my foot steps
down to the riverside
we’ll lay

watch the sky turn orange
count the constellations, debate
if we’ll ever get that far

trade me your freedom and
I’ll give you mine

Nothing Remains

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Don’t push me from behind
and think that’s okay;
I don’t need help,
I’ll get there
on my own.

See me now,
take a mental picture,
never again.

Now, I’ll be
where I want to go
and when I get there
I will make it
where I want to be.

For my memory,
nothing will remain
except this note
posted up on your door

Write in Color

Etch out your idea
with a stencil and
begin with soft stroke of blue,
just inside the lines.
Then maybe a metaphor
and a simile,
make it a satire
only you could understand
keep them guessing,
wanting more.
Do it in first-person
write what you see
make it abstract,
but true to you
blend, create and
bring it to life.
Perhaps some personification,
create fingers, hands
a beating heart.
Add a coat on top,
a semi-gloss finish
dip back into water,

repeat

and do it again