Night lifts, morning slipping through blinds, soul returning from nightly foray, body awakening, a vague sense of disconnection – admit it, you know this. Advertisements
Category: poetry
Great Blue Heron
Blending in the gift of stealth only your voice – woodsy reed – alerts me to your presence. You are grey sky and rushing waters
Re-Purposing The Garage
It’s complicated, really, but so much is defined by the presence of a garage. Here is a stand-alone, connected by a breezeway, single-car with storage;
Empty Vessels
We’ll buy a boat, he promised, spend our days adrift on a sea of possibilities. So, she waited, tethered her hopes with ropes of whimsy
Numb
Pain no longer a threat having found numbness – semi-permanent vacation from insistence of chronic battles, this unchosen life. (Image from personal collection)
Letters and Words
Letters jostle for position back-up attempt to regroup get detoured Frustration builds and obstacles pop-up – cognition faltering Circuits are jumbled pathways rerouting patience exploding expression
