Large and
Small
In size they
Grow
Purple
Iris
Steal the
Show
Leaves of gold
My heart
Take
Hold
Leaves of gold
My soul
Enfold
Leaves of gold
Swallow
Me
Whole
Hungry little
Piggy
Looking lost
And
Forlorn
Won’t someone
Please feed
Me
I haven’t eaten
Since
Born
Mirror, Mirror
On the
Wall
Who’s the
Bluest
Of them
All
Blackened trees
Clinging
To
Hillside
Licked by
Flames
Shot sky
High
A brutal
End
Death by
Fire
New life
Arises
From the
Pyre
soupy morning mist
drapes across mountain valley
peaks play hide and seek
so fetching in pink
water lilies mesmerize
triangular pose
bowl full of Wheat Crisps
topped with banana and milk
off to the races
Mother Earth
Here all things
From rolling hills
At one with
