Happiness hides between the seats
On the afternoon train to Vienna
See! My heart no longer bleeds
From when he tore it up last December
I find my universe in the azure sky
Always guarding my darling soul
And as time goes by
I watch the spring birds fly
After months of damage control
My breath passes a new set of lungs
There's a light on in my chest
My heart's at home, she's playing her drums
No longer second best
Today I visit my magpie friends
Up and away we float
Today my hands are my hands
I'm man of my own boat
These words I sing to the sun and kiss her good day
This poem I dedicate to the deer born in May
For allowing me to love them fearlessly
And always waiting there for me
When my trust in humanity has gone travelling
The blurry fields and mellow lights pull me right in
And whisper
You, whose bones are made from love
Our sister
You'll find warmth you're worthy of
For now, make do with your largess
Snowdrops they bloom for march
Granting young bees a fanciful dress
Love's a lover's reward
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Beautiful work!
What a beautiful poem!!!
Oh Teddy will love this poem. Beautifully written. Welcome to MPS. 😊👍
Vienna is half the world !
It is, it's also my favourite place in the world!
You just reminded me of my bus trip to Vienna. Beautiful poem!
Thank you 🙂
This is wonderful.It possesses the three great aspects of good poetry: rhyme cadence and adjectives.Well done
Thank you so much! Love your poems!
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