Every time I kid myself that I am ok
that I am past it
I get slapped upside the head again
with the truth
how can all the progress that I have made
get flushed down the toilet
with just one word from you?
~Melanie Thomason
04/22/2020
Written for dVerse
Filed under Poetry
Image by Gordon Johnson from Pixabay
I listen to cicadas sing
zing, zing, zing
the same song for hours
as bees buzz ’round the flowers
Ο
afternoon fades,
gives way to night
crickets join in
and play the chorus
Ο
katydids’ calls and answers resonate
I contemplate
the symphony of the forest
~Melanie Thomason
9/8/2019
Also on Amazon PRINT or E-BOOK http://www.amazon.com/Spectrum-Watercolored-Mrs-Melanie-Thomason/dp/1505755239
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