When Everything is Well

in a little sun filled gale

there is a wooden swing

it's creaky and it's old, but then

so is everything

it is so dear and pretty

the meadow's filled with bees

there are flowers brushed

by the sun

and everything is well

the air is sweet with clover

and there is a tree above

it's old and it is gentle

yet the bark is rough as dawn

you were there with me one day

I remember in detail

I took your hand in mine

and loved you ever so much

and darling

I still do.

Posted in response to the challenge Relax.

Lotus

CA

13 years old

Poetry

By Lotus

questions for the tiny bird

Tiny ceramic bird, frozen in midair. Are you doomed to spend eternity seeking a flower you will never see? Spiderwebs cover your body as you dangle from a wire, staring at a pole of wood, cracks forming with time.

Read More
Fiction

By Lotus

Error 404

I wake up today to a grey sort of feeling, like dawn, but mixed with bits of lint and dust. I keep having nightmares, every time I dare to close my eyes, but I must keep moving.
I am so tired.

Read More
Poetry

By Lotus

lonely days

Once upon a lonely time
The moon fell in love with the sun
And so you see they were lovers
Once when they were young

Read More