Anamorphic lens
Irony relates to this
Lakeside walkabouts
As the dew settles
Leaves bid their adieu
Fungi growing where they fall
Tidings to all who know
Nature with chants, whispers
By Lisa Tomey All Rights Reserved
Author: Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld is the founder/manager of Prolific Pulse Press LLC and a widely published poet and writer. She is an editor of numerous anthologies and for Fine Lines Journal. She is Poet Laureate Emeritus of Garden of Neuro Institute and is an organizer for Living Poetry in North Carolina. ProlificPulse.blog ProlificPulse.com
The Fountain
Off to the fountain
Wishes and wellness
What to drop in
Spell off foulness
Worries
Wishes
Longings
Misses
Not sure of which
Would suffice
Decided to weigh
The toss of the dice
A gamble they say
To which you want or not
You win either way
For to gain is your thoughts
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Closing the Lid
Closing that lid
Promises true
Remorseful, sad
No comfort from you
Wishes became goals
Love became sour
Bury my troll
You were devoured
Imposters don’t care
But simply cover
Souls despair
Know it’s over
Too late for right
Wrongs took hold
Days into night
Damaging souls
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Nature’s Prowl
Salaciously stirring
Delectable searching
Starving and yearning
For first nights journey
Longing for salvation
Seeking great elation
Growling alpha nation
For nights long station
Yearning palatably
Canine selectivity
Salivating intentively
Forever intensively
Lisa Tomey 9/23/18 All rights reserved
Autumns Kiss
By Lisa Tomey – All Rights Reserved
