THE GARDEN PATH LESS TRAVELED
growing wild
a place enchanted
entertaining self
with laughter
a current occurrence
of truffles
walking the walls
in the dark
to see the light
hot bath
candles might
save you
from the
trip
you don't take
no food
no music
solitude
luxuries of life
expect nothing
with gratitude
life
sparse
speaking freely
of
non cents
laughter in my head
fills the space
between my ears
a lasting night
rain, wind,chimes
trash can
put you to sleep
a symbol
of things
in the wrong place
drip drip drip drip
TING
lace curtains
blow away
watching day light
turn dark blue
with nothing to do
it is here
I dance
whip cream
records play
the intimate
connection
grounds my soul
bare naked lady
at your garden gate
rambling rose
grows
a faint sweet scent
to lure you into a place
of make believe
bed time stories
told a tale
never ending.
AF