Janice Marie Foote's Musings

Spend your years wisely and you'll have less regrets to cash in at the end...

tanka

grow me a black rose
under the pale moonlit sky
so that in the night
I can fully disappear
into her still black beauty
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look out your window
snowflakes dance upon the wind
dance towards the ground
creating a calm haven
where we rest into ourselves
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nature's moist wet cold
freezes into icicles
lucid sculptured art
that are delicate beauties
to the mind's creative eye
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curvular trees bent
reaching way up overhead
touching the sky's edge
bending down to touch the ground
praying to Mother Gaia
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sweet fondant flowers
bloom from the earth's green icing
cotton candy clouds
are chased by laughing children
through the never-ending fields
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serotinal days
pass beneath my fingertips
summer leaves behind
blue skies full of memories
carried within passing clouds
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the sky is falling
in the form of water drops
I'm getting all wet
my umbrella has left me
when surely I need it most
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mid-November day
leaves dancing above my thoughts
earth steady below
my feet walk me towards you
where my heart has always been
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... JMF (c) ...