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NATURE & POETRY
Nature heals because
its beauty speaks
straight to our hearts.
Angel
I see your gaze in
the yellow, orange,
and white butterflies
who flutter their wings.
I smell your essence in laurels, gardenias,
roses, and trees.
I feel your gentleness
in stray, friendly mutts
crossing the streets.
I taste your sweetness
in the magestic Franklin mountains,
the redwood California forests,
and the great blue Cinque Terra sea.
the red
I hear your voice
in my similes,
metaphors, and hyperboles.
Your love is real, unconditional and will forever be.
Published in Chrysalis, 2019, p. 123
During the pandemic, I found solace in taking photos of the beautiful places in the southwest region and writing poems. I hope you like them. (I also included photos of my son and I).
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