Ted L Glines

Rookie (13 December 1940 (Friday) / Long Beach, California USA)

Flowers - Poem by Ted L Glines

by Ted L Glines

my life alone
wearing alpha cloaks
predator smiling
telling ego jokes
an arid desert
virtual humor
intellectual chess
moves with no meaning
machines toiling toward no goal
busy emptiness
at end of endless day
demanding full retreat to
bright laughs
making fun of life
value birthing warmth
silly giggling me
resting in your arms
heal me from the wars
kiss and make it well
I grow strong again
your rainbow self
obscures my drab world
in the bleak midst
of lifeless life
my flowers grow
in thee
your blossoms open

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 10, 2009

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