Ephemeral

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Pitter-patter steps of rain

Tiptoe across the road,

Branches, rooftops, and my nose

Cool splotches freckle across my palms

Landing polkadot in reflecting puddles

Kissed by rebel fallen leaves

Of rust mixed with dying green

Their love blooms in petrichor

Putting time on hold

Petrichor - The smell of rain.

Written for dVerse.

Gold and Gray

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Sunlight filters down

Leaving golden patches

Like a forgotten crown

Oak leaves cast shade

Locking gold with gray

In a long unkept braid

Shifting across the rocks

First here, then there

Like a worried flock

Yet nothing moves nor stirs

And the eye travels o’r the wild things

Wrapped up with invisible furs

Written for dVerse

The Elephants' Jamboree

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A parade of elephants goes marching up and down

All dolled up in silk cravats and ruffled gowns

They sashay and foxtrot and do the hokey pokey

Round and round they go dancing about the town

They tumble and get back up and then repeat

There’s not one couple that can stay on beat

And the gentlemen are stepping on the ladies’ toes

For don’t you know, all elephants have two left feet

And when the dancing’s over for the night

The entire company will have such an enormous appetite

They’ll pull up chairs for a rich repast of cakes

And peanuts and scones topped with cream so frothy white

Written for dVerse.