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Poetry by Thelma Cesarone
Could Be?
Graffiti gravitates to broken, chipped cement,
Where garbage, lids, empty cans, roll as they torment.
Pushing hard through mini cracks, searching for respect-
Some resourceful weeds acquire terminal neglect.
Their lineage is forever; their family tree- strong,
They spring up; take over, although maligned life-long.
Their enemies are legion, it’s “kill on command”!
Still many weeds flourish and beat the odds- unplanned.
Dutiful flowers- predictables- grown from seeds,
Do they envy this freedom- innate to all weeds?
Fertilized, pampered, confined, birthing buds galore,
Do you ever wonder-if-could be- less is more?
| A Room for Two
We know past daybreak we cannot stay, Moonlight casts shadows, black, gray or white, We bared more than bodies, lying there, We greeted the dawn, bathed, dressed and fed. Mr. and Mrs.- husband and wife, |
Mother Nature and Father Time
Mother Nature and Father Time- He- on call is the quiet one, She’s starring in all four seasons, Mother Nature and Father Time, |
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