hot under the collar.
Hot and cold
…you are to me.
Hot as Hades
hot property… (you are).
I’d like to own you
Whew, it’s getting hot in here
is it my hormones… or the beer?
No, I think it’s all this heat,
when you are here, fans can’t compete
with all the cheering and the screams,
that stir the coals, that burn so deep,
reminding that I’m hot for you.
Gently nudging our passions,
challenging our fears, desires, hidden dreams.
Through years, time gathers truths, lies, promises, successes and defeats to serve us at the end.
Bringing sun, moon, stars, to pass the time…
while we pass the years wondering
…are we doing it right?
Like seasons, we are new each year.
Sometimes stronger, sometimes weaker,
creating a new path in the freshly born year that lays ahead.
Given the gift of starting fresh,
what will we learn?
what will we teach?
The grass grows more quickly behind us
the weeds more quickly in front.
Throwing seeds ahead, we push to plant
before the weeds can grow.
Shining, sparkling colors bloom before
Like children taking their first step,
I strive for steady footing.
Absorbing the shock, backed by
the power of love, I won’t fall off.
‘Spring Formation 1’ by Inez
Dictionary definition: Pleasing by delicacy or grace; not imposing
Can we simply be … pretty?
Keep meandering tragic influences
by behaving … pretty
we were playing hotn’ heavy
when the sky began to change
our weapons they weren’t feeling steady
our strategy we’d re-arrange
we dropped our guns, and ran for cover
the rain was falling hard and fast
we knew our challenge wasn’t over
yet, knew this turmoil wouldn’t last
with all the strength that we could muster
we pooled our powers all in one
with one HUGE flash …
our world was empty …
we knew our quest had just begun
smoldering the ground
fire hugging open air
fleeting golden arms
sleepless was the night
morning hurt when rising bright
rainy morn commute
smiling to my train driver