Stone benches for faeries,
butterflies and
golden-feathered finches.
Benches
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Red
All those cold, grey months you slept so soundly in the frigid
silence of snow. I saw you in my day dreams and you are even
more stunning than I remembered.
Epic
How many things have you held?
How many hands have carried you?
How many lives have you lived?
My children laugh at me when I fall in love with items
like rusty colanders. But I know if they could speak,
the stories they would tell would be epic.
Versions of Reality
What do you think you see?
Moments
Moments lost to time and memory
float on colored lights in the distance.
Things of beauty lately
old books ordered from faraway shops
1950’s alarm clock
dried flowers
gold-striped tape
soft pink sunrise
tiny notebook perfect for a pocket
handmade cards
afternoon sunlight on daisies
Unspoken
Shadows outline all that remains unspoken.
Mama
Bounding toward your tiny screeching baby hiding
in the tender greens from a blue-black raven,
you frightened him away to another meal.
Holding nothing against the raven,
my respect grew considerably in your favor.
Garden Girl
When the night comes
and the moon glows,
do you come to life,
let your sorrows go?
Cabinet
A cabinet of ribbons and reflections haunts my passing gaze
with all that is before me and all that is left behind.
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