Peace Poems:1

We’ll stand united
When roses cease their blooming
In peaceful protest

Till then, says the nightingale,
Let’s join together in song

dispersal

slowly now
amidst small golden buds
blooming atop tall green sleeved rods
where crooning bees are busy yet
yesterday’s grasses bend
fuzzy plumes filled with seed
slowly now
dispersing

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