The Flower
The Muse
Both inspire
From budding
To bloom
Each session
Life cycles
Youth exploration
Fertile Dreams
New Wonder
Resplendent Color
Wisdom passion
One Races
One lingers
Two Paces
Travel Through
A Lifetime
Of Beauty
peace pjc
June Thirteenth 2017
There is always the Flowers
There is always the flowers
A meaningful image
A face, a form, a metaphor,
A muse
Many old images populate my circle
No images in _ No images out
There is always the flowers
Soul an image that speaks
A story told and retold
The Rectangle is empty
There is always the flowers
I still seek the highlight and shadows
Contrast communication
Life is middle gray
Meds, meals, meals meds bed
The dream awakened by reality
There is always the flowers
The rectangle in dark
© Peter J. Crowley June 13th 2017
peace pjc
A Moment, an Hour Without Time or Place
A Pill and cool coffee as I recline on my bed. Miles music plays to silence and the body disappears………………………just the mind in a place where there is no time, no before or after. 
A meditative trance like state no broken body just the mind wandering through………………….
I pull out of the Crosbie lot on North St. waiting as two cars hurry to the red light a formidable black women cuts to the side line as her skinny white friend prepares a crack back block ………
she leans over my shoulder laughing whispers of the sweet song of youth…….
the moment passes reality returns and I am late to the dance.
peace pjc
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