Time To Fly

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Time To Fly

The sun watches all from high in the sky
caterpillar to butterfly, miracles so small
when wings become dry it’s time to fly.

Everything smells wonderful and clean
flowers and grasses grow so tall
the sun watches all from high in the sky.

In the warmth, my mood is serene
outside the sunlight touches all
when wings become dry it’s time to fly.

There is magic in the color green
and music plays in nature’s call
the sun watches all from high in the sky.

The spirit renews in life’s routines
slow and steady the protocol
when wings become dry it’s time to fly.

So many mysteries remain unseen
constantly changing our big blue ball
the sun watches all from high in the sky
when wings become dry it’s time to fly.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2017

This is my first Villanelle and I hope it’s written correctly. Written with my friends at dVerse~Poets Pub. Shared with my friends at Poets United.

Early Crocus (Too Soon)

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Early Crocus (Too Soon)

Deep in the earth it was time to wake
wake and bloom my place to take
sleeping all winter under the ground
waiting for spring so I could astound
sending out shoots for over a week
ready I was to have my first peek
slowly opening ready to show
only to find myself covered in snow!

© Rebecca Sanchez 2017

I got this idea from the Crocus (which sometimes blooms in the snow) and this image. The Crocus is one of my favorite flowers we used to have them in the backyard in Indiana and they always came up first.

Written with dVerse~Poets Pub.

Bent Broke And Busted-A Blues Song

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Bent Broke And Busted-A Blues Song

~opening music~

~first stanza~

I am bent and broken
they have taken every bit
I’ve tried too many times now
I just can’t live with it.

~second stanza~

My lover left me flat
found her sleeping with my friend
the blues they cut me deep
it never seems to end.

~nice blues guitar~

~chorus~

Bent broke and busted
no money in the bank
no one left to love me
only me to thank.

~huge guitar solo/break~

~third stanza~

I’m looking to be found
but finding I’m just lost
aware of how I failed
and just how much it cost.

~music rally~

~chorus~

Bent broke and busted
no money in the bank
no one left to love me
only me to thank.

Bent broke and busted…
Bent broke and busted…

~fade out~

© Rebecca Sanchez 2015

If you write blues music and want to work on my song with me please contact me. Maybe we can do something with this?

Tweaked and shared with dVerse~Poets Pub.