Misty roses, red
with pink haze, orange lilies;
Lilac promenade.
Purple pansies on the porch,
dusk soon to carry the torch.
'At last' roses, peach
chocolate cosmos, shrouded,
Yellow daisies smile.
Gardens loved to distraction,
......
Deepest darkest reds
crimson guest in the roses
of the same rich hue.
Flowers and plumed cardinal
interact through scents and song.
Vivid green summer
showers gold on scarlet lane-
forever moments!
Bush concert at my window
......
Die koning sluip stil,
oë soos geslypte goud,
die woud hou asem,
alles wag in stilte op,
die mag wat hy vergestalt.
Fragments in my hands,
memories, breath,broken stone,
I shape them slowly,
not from what the world once gave
but from what I chose to keep.
Eine tanzende Flamme,
wirft Geschichten an die Wand,
Schatten bewegen sich,
als wollte das Feuer sprechen,
ohne jemals stillzustehen.
Golden signs flicker,
salt clings to the air and skin.
I count not calories,
but choices,
each one louder than hunger.
Steam curls from the cup,
morning light on quiet hands,
no rush,no regret.
The world asks for everything,
but this moment asks for none.
Waves whisper secrets,
shells shimmer in morning light,
salt clings to my skin.
A breeze carries distant dreams,
far beyond the foamy edge.
Silent stones align,
whispers of lost lives remain,
fields hold grief and peace.
Names etched in the earth's cold heart,
memory guards the still night.
Pills line up like stars,
healing whispers in silence,
hope in measured doses.
Body fights through endless nights,
trusting science's soft hands.