stick figures

possible futures, improbable futures and impossible futures

Draw a stick figure 

future - diminished

and virus ransomed.

Paint the landscape

with the sweltering glare

of global warming.

Come share this

with me - let kisses heal and

soft whispers inflame.

Some locks need two keys

to open, some heavens can

be reached by mortals.

Author's Note

all comments welcome

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Wonderful words and thoughts shared. I liked how you connected the words and thoughts dear Anais.
"Some locks need two keys
to open, some heavens can
be reached by mortals."
The above lines. Are true and thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[barleygirl]

This is the kind of poem I read & then say OMIGAWD! Outloud & then I keep saying things to vent my total dumbfoundedness. I don't think I've read such a delicious balance between serious topic & whimsical delivery in a year or two. With the pandemic raging more than a year, planetary concerns seem to have taken a backseat, but these would be my two biggees. We need to pick our fights & these two are the picks that make sense. I am completely enamored of you for the way you show us the healing process as being all about LOVE. This is done in a clever way with dramatic results. We all need to be more about doing what we do in loving ways, all the way around our lives . . . you encourage that in a playful whimsical way that still carries a mighty serious core message (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie