I read my words again today and found I had you there all along.
In all my hurt you were the hope.
In all my healing yours was the hand I held.
Oct 14, 2023
Oct 14, 2023 at 10:09 PM UTC
We all become poetry
A tattered quilt in the warm evening sun
We all become love songs
An alluring waltz on an old wooden dance floor
We all become stories
A cozy cup of tea on a long rainy night
Feb 2, 2023
Feb 2, 2023 at 12:22 AM UTC
This red thread is tattered and torn.
It is faded and stained for all the time worn.
A simple reminder of our love sworn.
I should take it off but I find I am unable.
Clinging to a timeless fable.
Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 8:17 PM UTC
When she thought she was falling in love with the moon she was really falling in love with herself
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 8:09 PM UTC
Oh, how easily we are filled when we come to the table hungry.
Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 1:12 PM UTC
I saw a rabbit in an overcoat in the woods
I wonder if he is one of your discarded playthings as well
Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 11:12 AM UTC
The fog lies gently on the water
Gracefully dissipating...
Weaving hope into the briefest moment.
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 10:21 AM UTC
You heard everything I said in silence...
I'm once again speechless.
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 9:24 PM UTC
I left your lipstick stained cup on the counter-
A bittersweet reminder you were here.
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 5:30 PM UTC
My pens glides across the page
Keeping time to the music...
an uninhibited dance.
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 5:35 PM UTC