More Scratch Poems
A saguaro cactus grows 40-60 feet tall.
On it lie white, plush flowers
And during the angry summer,
Ruby red fruit.
Silence signals the continuation
Or the end of my melody.
It is the pause in a musical piece
That dictates the noise thereafter
Or the outpouring of more
With or without
(with) my greatest ally
(without) and my greatest enemy.
Trilogy about Men, Mountains and Love
Part 1: Mountain Top
A mountain top kind of love.
It takes us
Above caution and logic.
High altitudes, new dimensions.
Part 2: Atypical
He’s not like the others.
He is the brave hiker who took the risk.
He has no fear of
Sitting on the edge of my cliffs.
He says it is a dangerous yet beautiful view.
Says that he wants to see all of
My meadows bloom.
Part 3: Gardener
He plants seeds of trust,
Sweet honey apple trees.