Almond Seed Heart

I love like an almond tree

It’s birthed from a hidden seed.

And to only the patient

Can I reveal the hearty earth

In which I keep it.

And if his amour is real

With due care

It’ll grow. And in due season

One will reap it.

My love is like an almond tree.

It rewards those who know

Loving some women

Is a man’s most arduous task.

But inside hard outer casings

Can be the sweetest essence

And the richest oil of joy.

It’s worth the anointing

If you have the time to endure

Until the almond seed blossoms.

(This was written from the Poetry Jam prompt of 'almonds.' This is definitely not my best work, but I really did want to try the prompt, to push myself.)

Happiness (Poets United prompt)

But you never told me

Where I was to find this ‘happiness’

I so wanted.

I looked hard to uncover it

I searched for it beneath duvets

Betwixt the pages of dusty prayer books.

Tin cans of potions

Which left cotton behind my eyes.

I travelled in all directions of the compass

But no amount of orienteering revealed

Where this elusive fruit grew.

Until I met a man

With eyes so old and soft

They reminded me of God.

I asked him

He had not much. But time.

I could tell he knew.

So I asked him to show me

Where they cultivate this treasure.

He put a spindly finger to my temple.

Then waved it across the vista before us.

And sang

Happiness is found in opening your eyes wide in gratitude

Further and further

For all of this.