Abbe's Notes

Sunburnt rhododendrons
Curled brown edges
Scorched by sun’s heat
Two bunnies sitting on the road
Neither knew where to go
Munch munch
One scattered
No matter
Munch munch
The other froze in the heat.

Thoughts narrowed
to form 
An upside-down “V”
Honed to fineness
To draw a line of distinction
What is the point if there is 
No change
No difference
Only narrowing
Extinction

Light rain mists my day.
Cloudy with no chance of sun
A pot of pinto beans boils
Comfort food to sustain.
Dreams that come true
On a steady diet of patience
I teeter on dizzy news of recognition.
Leary that success will
Drain my creative juices
Let it rain with a calm sense of humility.
A Pitter patter of new stories
Visions revitalized toward new paths.

I watched the quaking Aspen,
Shudder next to the swaying red Japanese maple.
Same wind but the green flashes shook 
My will 
And the red whisps lulled
My heart
A mirror of turmoil
A contrast of duality
Nature presents 
My insides
Displayed with full color
Texture and depth.
I watched as the wind carried me off.

Is it the heat of passion
That propels the heart
To heal wounds that tear
One apart?
Or the tears of life’s
humanity that reveal
Our internal rife?
Scorched by the sun’s rays
Birds cower, flowers shrivel
under a leaf’s shade
an umbrella seeking a drizzle
Temporary relief from burning issues
A reprieve of the mind
That cries for rescues.
I spread my arms out wide.
Shadow wings flap
Circular currents of energy
Encircle the wind, unwrap
The knot that holds me taut.
Off in flight
I soar without a thought.

Know my name,
For I am here
waiting in silence
to be acknowledged.
I belong,
but without a name
I don’t exist.
Know my name,
for I am of you
and you are of me.
I belong,
with shared needs
I voice my will,
so you can survive.