Stars
whisper a sonnet of twilight
amidst the hours of darkness

The mind thinks the odd
Bitter moments of defeat and loss
        Comes a s a memory
     In the vast forest of dark

Life seeps through my frozen rendered winter heart,
Eyes blooming to the previously empty color,
Ice caps melt precipitating long-overdue art,
In spring I awaken, and joy I rediscover

Gardenias stretch their petals to the sky
Delight drifts through the air
Despondency and heartache wave goodbye,
Welcoming spring with all its whimsical wear

Spring means fresh, and chances anew
Affable spring, it is well with you

A plant pushed
A new leaf
Today-

Love despair
And love
And despair

Some things,
and some people,
are written
in your soul
with
permanent ink.
                                                            ­                 Jon York   2019

readjusting to things I know
coming to love things I don't

on a self love and self care high
don't need drugs when I've already reached the sky

finding I love the little weird flaws
only patting my back
not scratching with claws

and loving me so has helped me love you
for if I didn't love me
I wouldn't see the things you do

I can open my heart
and believe all you say
because look at me now, it's a new day

chris can you see
that I'm loving me?

cause I'm loving you too
and im always loving we

I have my mind
Set
On a Pices
And I'm willing to drown in worlds
And fly around
Neptune
If it means to show him
I'm there

(please see my intentions are good. Please reveal yours)