Flame

A thirsty bouquet of the Flame of The forest.

Broken Bridge

Modern Technology

Look At What I Caught Today

Solitude

solitude
vital for rustling up
a tall tale

Purple Rippling Fields

Behold the purple rippling fields
beneath the cresting sleepy sun.
The thistles with their spiny shields
are set to make their rivals run.

The thistledown like snow well-spun
traverse the skies to hug road kerbs.
Some flourish there while others shun;
to them, the toxic smog disturbs.

A noxious weed in some suburbs
and hunted down like animals,
in others they’re revered as herbs
and put on sale in carnivals.

It does not matter if you hate
the thistle or appreciate.

Cold Cracked Wall

Neglect
is a cold cracked wall
with peeling paint
tucked in a corner
where the sun doesn’t shine.

Memories
are the flowers
along the wall
left behind to languish
when you move on

Nostalgia
is the wistful desire to return
to repair and repaint that wall
and cultivate those flowers.