Roses are Red

Warm as a rose
Beyond the seen, in Red
Unseen is the glow

Sizzling Joy

Rotis turn tacos
Taste sizzle on the skillet
Joy becomes us

Yellow yeast yawns
you yell your Yoodle yap
Yoghurt you yearn

The flying Kite
soaring the sky
only because its tied.
Snap!! The string breaks
And its free.

The banyan tree
Glowing outside and within
Music plays on it’s roots