as the sun goes down,
ghosts gather
Ghosts
Tag Archives: forest
Daybreak
there is always sunlight ahead–
even through the thickest, darkest forest,
the morning will break through the night
Who I am
with them,
i remember who i am
Haunted
sometimes in the middle of the day,
your words haunt me
and i am suddenly paralyzed by grief
Crying Trees
i watched the leaves fall gently from the trees
and for just a single moment, i thought the trees were crying
Forest Faerie
If I were a sweet little faerie
I’d live close to the forest leaves.
I’d lasso a lovely monarch
and fly free on the afternoon breeze.
Captured thoughts
There have been times when I’ve been on the other side of:
“Really, I mean, what were you thinking?”
And I am at a loss for words to describe what’s in my mind.
