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a couple recent poems
When still, I found true beauty in a flower,
The kind of beauty most do overlook
For it’s so simple yet I could spend an hour
And learn more from such bloom than any book,
By simply being still just like he is
And opening my petals to the wind
So that the chilly air it is my bliss
And nothing but life’s beauty’s on my mind.
8/20/24
The dolphins have nothing to do but play,
The flowers have nothing to do but stay
Exactly where they are,
And yet us humans who complicate
With clothes, odd things and an estate-
Our lives must seem bizarre.
We carry around a heavy load
Unlike the birds or even a toad
Attach’d to what we do
While all the rest of the world is free
To fly, to crawl or just to be
As they are- wild and true.
8/18/24 -Scott freda