Poetry Posts: Week 3

Separate Worlds

Oftentimes,
Someone else’s problem
Doesn’t cause us
Strife –
Until
It becomes
Our own.

……………………

Robin’s Nest

Four small
Orbs of blue
Captivate my heart
Not only by their hue,
But by what’s inside
Living, beating, growing
About to break the
Outer shell.
When will they come?
Only time
Will tell.

………………….

Cats

Your days are filled with
Lounging and eating.
You wake up just to stretch;
You eat just to sleep yet
Again. And I keep
Wondering if you’re missing
Out on the beauties of the
Waking world.
But then I pause,
Perhaps you’ve got
It all figured out.
What’s life without
A millions dreams?

…………………..

When You Rub My Feet
They
Feel small and
Warm in the palms
Of your hands.
Thanks for giving
Them all the
Attention one
Mostly gives
A hand.

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