Time

Time

Flies

Like

A

Bird

Suspended

High

Above

Never

Landing

Ticking

Like

A

Heart

Beating

Hourglass

Pouring

Grains

Of

Sand

People

Keep

On

Moving

About

Keeping

Pace

With

The

Tick tock

Done by me and jaime whorton

To see her work check out: https://naturebyjw.poetry.blog

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The Night and I

Nice one

Nature Poetry by Jamie Whorton

The western sky set a blaze by the sinking sun. Fiery red orange hues burning bright. Soon to be night. The Sun says goodnight to the moon shining bright. Evening Primroses illuminated by moon glow, mixing in with the tall grass. Silver tones reflecting, making all a dream walk. Being one with the night. Feeling the pulse of the earth’s beating heart coursing through my veins. The night and I are one and the same.

– Jamie Whorton ©

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ELLEGUYENCE

6AM, fragile morning air
whispers of fall.
orange hue, honey’s dew
my lungs breathe in
the crack of crème brûlée
nestled in the back of my throat
sweet, burnt
sun, rising

the cafe ’round the corner
he’s smiling at her
behind the counter
he imagines tucking her wisps
behind her ears, she
pours frothed milk
white ribbons
holding back a yawn

“Keep the change,”
“see you at lunch,”
the softest exchange
familiar faces for another time

When the sun has woken up too,
he’s mustered the strength
to ask if he can
see her again
in the evening.

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