Desire

A flower blooms too late
the year fears cold winters
blizzards running rampant
like wildfire eats dry forests
the flower blooms but very soon
the fearful winter winds
arriving without notice
halts the flower's further growth

100th Post: Free

Freer than before;
My breaths escaping 
A world adorned 
By pillars unseen.

Lightning striking 
The young earth;
My breaths escaping 
The cruelly absurd.

The puritan lovebird 
Flies freer than 
She once did—
She flies wanton.