mtspoet

2021-08-06 07:20 am

A treasure full of dreams
A future wrapped in gold
What our indecisions bring
Within each box that life will hold

Hidden in the square
Amongst the corrugated seams
Is more than just thin air
And the light from distant beams

There are memories we have known
Within the box that cannot part
Like the flowers that have grown
Just to touch a gentle heart

Upon these feathers within a box
I shall sleep on them tonight
And to the ticking of the clock
I shall dance the angel’s flight

Says the label dressed in red,
“Never touch what’s in the box”
So many thoughts run through my head
Of all the moments we have lost

Michael 8/5/2021

Gord

2021-08-06 12:42 am

A field,
Jar tightly sealed,
Stature small, teal,
Familiar feelings.
Tired, field mouse,
Mired with doubt,
Steals from the house,
Who take from ploughmen,
Stealing from the mouse.

A car, 
Jetpacks to Niam,
Feeling large, carmine,
Looking down, similar lives,
but it's my time.