Where, in what is ugly?Forget crossing words with fingersWhere, in what is ugly? by ~Alternate-E
that touch hearts. A mind moves too fast
for the lips singing sorrow-filled
hymns to keep rhythm.
With so many eyes dancing across
each other it's hard to believe ugly exists
as being something repulsive.
Wait, where did they say beauty was?
In who's eye exactly?
The FrailboxBeside the blue picket fenceThe Frailbox by ~Alternate-E
it waited, outside everyday
staring into the distant sun
glaring back, but still, there was no one.
Even the rain rushing through
to soothe and bathe you
felt some sort of regret,
even though nothing was ever said about it.
Eventually, when the aroma unveiled,
the purpose of looking forward
faded much more quickly than it came.
And then, as though time was merciful,
it could see again.
Meiko TeaSteam from cups of tea stirredMeiko Tea by ~Alternate-E
steadily dancing like the girls
pretending to be geisha outside.
My bed was golden,
warm white sandals sat patiently
by the drapes swaying hastily.
Before the brisk seasons came
I wished for winter-blossoms
that would grow quietly, waiting
with me for the snow-angels that never came.
Friday Night Features LXIIIYear II - Issue XIFriday Night Features LXIII by `dreamsinstatic
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