It looked like a regular seed
So instructions I deigned not to read
Into the dirt
Fertilizer, a squirt
It must be a hybrid – indeed,
Tag: magpie tales
Insomnia
something kept me up
all night
body still but mind
churning, burning
caffeinated thoughts chasing
each other like children on
a playground
tag you’re it
I wait for waves of slumber
to drown the bustling mind
tomorrow I’ll try warm
milk and a bedtime story
Play Date
by John Frederick Peto
she has shrugged off her
dusty old life
an always-be-prepared life
a big purse-sun hat-umbrella
kind of life
her steady reliable self
is hanging from a hook
near the back door and
she has run off to
play with the Leviathan
Peace Remains
I traced secrets on
the shores of your heart
words of hope, of fear
and broken dreams are
scratched into the sandy
beaches
I wait for foaming
swells of love
to erase the pain
each
one
swept away
until all
that remains
is
peace
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