Random Nothings

Frida Khalo- Tree of Hope

Random Nothings

Teed off fresh day
After drinking pick me up
Tea, wearing new Tee

Gave brand new today
A new pinch despite its
Thunderous brow, sultry

Cheeping chirping birds
Already risen to choruses of
Own making, busily foraging

Daily life‘s weeks and days
Loom own colorful events, unfurling
In myriad cadences and beats

As schools of words swim
In my conscious state, nightly crafted
New resolves bite the dust, once again

Conceded that there is a time and place
For everything, yet my laissez faire self
Truthfully speaking, is good for nothing


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