Hard Sugar Stars

sweet seminole land
lost to those who came
a fallen Orlando Reeves
left only his given name
to what becomes
a city of attractions
and life
pulse pulse pulse
history now bound and woven
to pages of dusty books
to a place where love can shine
or so we thought
that lone gunman
with whatever hatred came
pulse pulse pulse
a beat a rhythm
where lovers dance and kiss
hatred spread its dense fog
leaving many fallen
ones we will not forget
and share our hearts throuhgout
pulse pulse pulse
hard sugar stars
affixed in the firmament
lighting with their pride
our every day

Cats in the Kitchen

leave the sleeping

milk filled cat

to fry the egg

for those of adams  rib,

an untouched apple

shows no procreate,

offspring to the storm

that nature brews,

spluttering egg tells the story

they are returning to

carbon and water,

kitchen unfilled

wheat grows spoiled,

did adam not want eve,

loins barren uncaressed,

indulge in the silence

that follows

as cities

grow cold and foliage,

where next nature asks

as the cats eyes flutter,

with yearning

stretch of paw

it was not telling

written for Magpie Tales http://magpietales.blogspot.co.uk/