Time's Toxicity
Rhododendron blossoms pop like popcorn
in the woody thicket; pink explosions,
beauty dot the tangled green, emotions,
calm and peaceful, in Mother Nature's porn.
Holy rhythm, slow, permission, reborn
heart, to breathe and sit, to time, reopen,
feel the flow, let go the strive, implosion,
of needy drive; reject your culture's scorn.
Time floats like water, ebbs and flows, a shroud,
cannot escape, her rush, to futile labor.
Our monuments, to time's toxicity.
Birds call and flutter, blue skies beckon, clouds
above in pastel sky. Linger, savor,
grateful be, for slowness, simplicity.
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019
in the woody thicket; pink explosions,
beauty dot the tangled green, emotions,
calm and peaceful, in Mother Nature's porn.
Holy rhythm, slow, permission, reborn
heart, to breathe and sit, to time, reopen,
feel the flow, let go the strive, implosion,
of needy drive; reject your culture's scorn.
Time floats like water, ebbs and flows, a shroud,
cannot escape, her rush, to futile labor.
Our monuments, to time's toxicity.
Birds call and flutter, blue skies beckon, clouds
above in pastel sky. Linger, savor,
grateful be, for slowness, simplicity.
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019
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