Free Ways

Dreamer everyone called her

Always passing real life by

She thought herself fitting in fine

Until she saw fit to reply

“I can’t really love anyone

I was born tethered to the sky.”

 

(c) Janni Styles

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SPIRIT OF THE SEASON

A little fearlessness...can carry one a very long way.

 
Neither the white
blonde hair
Nor the
Zebra-striped
sweater
Over a mini
Mini-skirt
Distinguish
her
From the others.
Nor is it
her walk –
A stride so springy
Thin legs threaten to run
Nor is it her eyes –
Eyes sparkling so
you feel the energy
in passing
So much that it
steals your breath
for a heart beat.
And you marvel
at a woman of
sixty-something
To find
yourself
Longing
for just a little of
Her
Fearlessness.
(c) 1997