The whispers

The whispers

The sweet of you drips softly
like the honeyed dew of Spring
A whimsical breeze
on lips of branches old
like the shimmering leaves
in silver gold
becomes your whisper in my ears
The sweet of you in my glistening tears
Oh how I miss the soft of your voice,
the gentle arms that held me so,
the whisper in my ears
on lips of branches old
like the shimmering leaves
in silver gold;
the whisper of a mother’s love

© Priya Patel 5/29/2015

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In the end, it snows

In the end, it snows

In the end, it snows

It’s whispering time
when backs are turned and words flow
Each smile is a show

I wonder with birds,
do they chirp incessantly
we smile foolishly

We think it’s their song
Love notes in the midnight air
laughing unaware

We become their toy
A mocking ground for love birds
we hang on their words

This is how we are
Spring to summer smiles for show
In the end, it snows

© Priya Patel 5/29/2015

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Canvas me

Canvas me

Canvas me

I am a blur of emotions;
the colored dots of freckles
that scatter freely in the air
and I am sometimes the knots
that get tangled in your hair,
desperately trying to come undone
I am the mystery in a love affair,
like the wild midnight mane
of a dancing horse
spinning round and round
before tumbling gently
to the soft of ground
I am the imagination of a canvas
ready to be painted me

© Priya Patel 5/26/15

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seed to bloom

seed to bloom

Seed to bloom

Something new arose today
bloomed right from a stem life planted
A friendship fresh between unknown world’s
between the pages of a book seen slanted
Not at all normal
yet completely right,
seeds from words featherlight
a friendship new
right from a stem life planted

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Another day

Another day

Another day 

Today met yesterday ANOTHER DAY 1
a little too early this morning
Sleep still floating in my eyes
like clouds in the skies
hesitant to clamor open;
not at all eager to embrace the day
Eager more to slumber the quiet away
Weekends are hard, harder I think
This time then, before she left
we would be planning an adventurous trip
Midland, Abilene, Dallas perhaps ANOTHER DAY 2
A getaway to simply relax
and treasure every moment spent together
Today baseball game, and then another
a city kids event and movie later
Another day with the kids
but without you
Miss you mom,
today, everyday

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