something new

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

the un-raptured ev'ning falls upon the heated grass waiting
for a fire to set the night ablaze with drifts of love
but nothing moves sitting still on the lazy fields at night
except words screaming grief or pain or a fragile joy

a moment of peace or hope or suff'ring calls long
for something more refreshed and growing old and on
to another plot of life in the human storm of brewing scents
longing to be et for once by any who passes by
hungry for something new nurturing calming for open hearts
sitting with tears beside the ocean blocks crying for something

new