My Favorite Season!

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The springtime air gently awakens the senses.

The birds call out, as calm and thankfulness come to mind.

Songs, poetry and paintings have been created in its honor.

Life arises from the earth, forgiving of its former-frigid state.

You’re prompted to join forces as this phenomena cannot be denied.

We, eventually, exit our concrete structures to bask in nature’s Picasso.

Humbly presenting life’s masterpiece, just as the oceans, bow to the tides!

DOROTHEA FORD APRIL 3, 2017

What Words Will Find Me?

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As a child likens to chase butterflies, who seeks whom?

Is it mere happenstance, or is it nature’s way?

Will the words present themselves, or refuse disclosure?

As patience captures precedence, and, mastery, composure!

DOROTHEA FORD

The Needle, and the Spoon!

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Only, a few are spared the loss of a loved one to the grim reaper, known as heroin.

We send cards listing sympathies, along with personal sentiments.

We attend wakes and funeral rituals, dutifully obliging tradition.

We listen and watch helplessly as the tears, they flow, and comfort does not find them.

We choose our words carefully, out of fear of appearing insensitive.

The daily news serves as a reminder of the epidemic, we’ve come to know.

We formulate programs and initiate measures to aid us in this awful plight.

Helplessness surrounds us as the flames of addiction seeks its next victim.

Its appetite, never fully satiated.

Inevitably, the lives of those with opiate-filled syringes begin to spiral down.

Just, as another batch of sugar finds its way; to our vastly, receding town!

No More Tears!

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Although I can certainly conjure up despair, I’d rather not.

Instead, I look to the future to house me comfortably.

To establish cherished memories and heart-felt tales.

To reign in the company of friends and loved ones.

To take in the stars at night, as they too coexist with darkness, with stunning result.

Not only visually, but in its quest to aide weary travelers in their plight.

Providing a perfect blend, of both darkness, and of light!

Black Widow Spider

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I’ve never been a fan of creepy crawlers.

They, may, leave you compromised.

I lay witness to one clung to my finger, and immediately sought removal.

I feared in doing so, it would certainly sting.

Left without choice, I approached with caution.

As, I attempted to remove this creature, its venom pierced my skin.

I struggled to lessen its grip, and eventually squash the threat.

While certain its poison would overcome me, and I too would meet with death-

a loud noise roused me from my sleep, and ended my distress.

Dee