When anxiety beckons,
Thoughts become fragmented.
It’s like being dragged into the woods.
Towering trees loom overhead
And broken branches scatter,
Their aim to trip you up.
But look to the welcoming blue sky,
Then clear a path,
Leaving the rubble behind.
#BeautifulMess
#Beautifulmess
Into the woods
whittling my words.. sharp edged
willow scratching curiously
reasoning with me... why?
imagination needing her,
elastic stretched
tranquil moods,
to branch my serenity
Alone, the force to create
a beautiful mess
or I won't say a peep...
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frozen like the water beneath the winter ice
her heart lay
waiting for trust to come her way
He came to her a broken soul
from wounds so real
he thought he would never heal
Thawed her chest
with his body heat
whispered words of comfort sweet
A kiss paid her price
of green
quite naked
hardwood forest
past autumn's lavish colors
freshly dressed in powder
white snow gowns
that by the Sun's 1st rays
aft the storm
glimmer as if crystalCrusted
giving the illusion
of skeletal giants
dancing at a holiday ball
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A magnificent Fir tree glistens,
Draped in a white snow gown.
Crystal flakes drift down from evergreen branches,
Sprinkling the ground like a painting by a great master.
The sun lights up the sky,
Urging the icicles to dance.
#BeautifulMess