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White noise and whispers,

Like salt to blood pressure,

Send thoughts quickly to the heart.

What was and what ifs

Glaze blue eyes over,

Colors replay on the inside.


Every spring

You grasp

Green dreams

By the fistful,

And I paint my blue ones

On ten toenails

Released from winter shoes.

We’re so silly,

You and I,

Covering ourselves

With last election’s bumper stickers

And next year’s fashions,

Knowing that hope’s colors

Always

Fade into invisibility.


Cover the mind’s

Cracked concrete slab

With laughter streaks of

Sidewalk chalk.

Fill the silence

With shuffles of

Hopscotch feet,

And when you

Start to rain inside,

Let the colors

Wash away.

But clutch the

Chipped chalk nub

So you can

Create again.


Ghosts don’t lurk
In quiet corners
Or moan in transparency.
They burn our eyes
With bright colors
That span the
Rainbow of reality.
They shock our senses
With deja vu details,
Laugh with us over
Forgotten inside jokes,
Then leave us to sulk,
Pondering immortality
And pulling the bed covers
Over our heads
Each morning.