Model
Model of a bridge
Across artificial pond
With plastic lotus
The model railway
Gathers attic dust waiting
For the next green light
She's built
superbly
A top of the
range model
Pussy cat who
roars
Shape
I have looked
at you
Most every day
of my life
Such exquisite shape
Used to be in shape
My spinal cord
injury
Changed life's direction
The womb shaped
my life
Spent the next seventy
years
Seeking re-entry
Cup
He cupped her
small chin
Stared deeply
into her eyes
And bent to kiss her
Coffee cup
empty
Brain emerges
from the fog
Time to go to work
My cup runneth
over
Happiness
poured from teapot
Never did work well
Storm
I
sit in quiet
My mind storm
slowly settles
Finding peace within
Conquer
universe
Storm troopers
on other worlds
Limited vision
The eye of the
storm
We sit in
subdued silence
Battened down for more
Battened down for more
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