she had always been his shelter
Shelter
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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?
Battered Bridge
a bridge across the world,
across mountains,
across words
and thoughts–
a bridge across the planets,
across misunderstandings,
across watercolor waves
and childhood expectations
Ohio
how i wanted to put miles between us all those years ago–
now,
i don’t remember why
Inspiration Lately
a white egret at the marsh
Dusty Springfield
cool, foggy mornings
turkey vultures in the field
fairies blowing bubbles at the fair
the sun dancing on green leaves
glass marbles in a dish
pink dahlias
french vanilla coffee
and chocolate croissants
All of it
all that we can see
and all that we can’t
all that we can say
and all that we won’t
all that we can do
and all that we don’t
Pansies in a Shot Glass
sometimes, i want to pare it down to nothing
Yes and No
she said yes
what if she’d said
no
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