Perle Champion

Pygmalion, Pinnocchio,
Daneel, Data
Micro whirring chips
soulless memory speaks

sitting on the water’s edge – tossing pebbles

watching waves on a hazy summer afternoon

watch the sunset – then the moon

walk along the shore – barefoot on wet  sand

prints erased as if they never were

by the waves – the endless waves

the spray on my face – wind in my hair and

you on my mind.

feel like a newly
budding
growing
flower
reaching upward
toward
the
light
drinking I the
moisture
breathing in the
air
doting on the
tender
loving
care
once quashed or
overlong
untended
content to die for
now and
sow my seeds
in
other
fields

morning crept across
the lawn, tender tiptoes on
wet grass, chill shudders

breezes shake dew from
leaves, wake slumbering flowers
in their beds and me

shaking the cobwebs
of dream off to greet morning
toes meet on dirt paths