Ticks of Laughter
Ticks of Laughter
By Brett Somers
Written 3-12-16
What is this peacefulness you seek?
This love that has you smiling cheek to cheek
A second hand ticks
And you laugh at it
Ashes fall
And you’re having a ball
Do you not know the mood the brood the attitude
Of the day in dismay
Of the people on display
A joy splat array of hurried and buried
Multitudes of jury
A bubble inside you
Seeks to defy you
Of worry
Of that scurry
That seems to belie you
Remembrance of honey
This drip sweet retreat
Of all that was, is now, to be
How you do it
If they only knew it
Would blast right through it
And the night would be a ray
Of moonlight
Stars vibrating
Clear skies
Soft inviting wind
To let them in
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