a bare beauty—
solitary,
exposed,
implied,
intuited
Winter
Tag Archives: musings
Stillness
a stillness
a quiet
a smile
and
a nod
The Light of Day
there you were, in my dream last night,
and i recognized you,
and you recognized me–
when the night faded into day
and the light lifted us into consciousness–
I was still there,
but you were not
Blue
when the sky looks like blue satin
and the leaves rustle in the wind–
all is well
Magic
one tiny dish
two whispered wishes
three glass marbles
Dream Fog
she had dreamt of a fog so thick that it clung to her like draping wet webs upon awakening
Shelter
she had always been his shelter
Crying Trees
i watched the leaves fall gently from the trees
and for just a single moment, i thought the trees were crying
Season: Fall
it was the season of soft sienna
and stewing oatmeal,
of cool nights and mist filled mornings
with crows calling for the day to open once again
Which One
are you protected
or held prisoner?
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