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A handful for the vase at home
Red blooms in a mere six hours
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Tag: hope
What Magic Means
If a magician charms a child, he is good
But if he insists in magic for an adult
Then he branded a fool and a liar
Wonder, hope, and belief —
That is the happiness we deny ourselves
Paper Labor
On incarnadine sheets
He paints wishes and hopes
Black-faced characters
That curl and lope
Through a vast landscape
That stretches on and on
He fastens a paper steed to ride upon
For horizons of dreams
Horizons of songs
An artisan labors
Faithful and long
Turbulent
Your voice, like a wave
Washes away my doubts and fears
But on stormy nights the lighthouse goes dark
If we weather this storm
Surely, sunny days will find their way to us
And together, we’ll discover paradise again
Moonlit Prayer
On a moonlit night, let me hang my promise
And on a gossamer thread attach hope
The world that turns
And the many days that fall into night
Is only waiting and anticipation
Tryst
The sound of your voice stirs
The singing strings
Of a clandestine love affair
In the eaves of darkness
We meet palm-to-palm
And whisper of many tomorrows
Each more brilliant than the last
Jewels spilling between us
Like endless possibilities
Lost Dreams
On the ocean tides
White foam drifts like scattered dreams
Hoping for a home
Where Dreams Go
On a bed of red poppies
We dreamed higher than the stars
And the wind that stirred the grass
Blew the sails of thoughts and hopes
Beyond the veil of blue to
An infinitely inviting space
Dowsing
The stone doesn’t yield
Don’t seek water where there’s none
Hope instead, for rain
Cynical
Once the lies were truth
A someday was a promise
Hope, a gilt veneer
RED GLADIOLA 