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THE TORREY, THE CALL.

On lock in lockdown,
Glass on eye.
Blue petals,
Confusion,
The days went by.
The torrey,
Took time,
Mine to call.
I made the choice,
To raise them all.
Pink petals,
Hot pink,
Pure love,
Lips sync.
Green lay still,
Beyond the hill,
We heard the call,
Together.
Through all.
There’s no distinction,
Big nor small.
Eyes.
Gates open.
Golden.
Call.

Poem + paint – Helen Rebecca Hart.

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COMPASS.

COMPASS.

We rise.
We rise through the falls.
You cannot see.
As an eye in the halls.
One two be.
The heart.
The hope.
Sunday’s best.
The time to talk.
The talk of time.
One pink melody.
A bell.
A chime.
A crystal clock.
A tick and tock.
A talk to take.
The door.
Unlocked.

Art + Poem = Helen Rebecca Hart.