In a City Apartment
Outside the door the hedgerow grows
By rusty links of chain along the walk.
A lonely chipmunk skitters over litter, lawn and leaves
While honeysuckle vines entwine
Around the fence, white petals overshine,
Tendrils reaching, straining, fragrant, sure.
Not thwarted by old boundaries torn.
I should be so bold amongst the litter of my years.
Where Lies My Heart?
Where lay my heart on Bonfire Day?
Did I forget how I must pray?
Mistake my need to verify?
Or am I freed from all that made me cry?
I shall not now repeat what once I kept.
Those thoughts unbidden nor will I regret
My choice to save the future from the past.
I've sent my sad words into flames at last.
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