“Heat, tiptoes on the surface, leaving footprints, on the wearer…”
Category: Freestyle
The Full Moon Glared
“The full moon glared / It terrified me / Its white eye searing / To the heart…”
Yellow Tinted Sunsets
“Yellow tinted sunsets on my pages fall and speak into my coffee cup…”
Spirit Be Still
“Spirit, be still In the rain-splattered moments With milkyway sunbursts Crowding the day…”
Where the Wind Is
“I look at the leaf, so high and lonely seeming, but not alone, swaying in worship of the sky—“ A poem about faith and longing
Flurry
“Elsa hasn’t come to our house yet,” she says, looking at the sky. It’s the end of winter, and it’s 60 degrees…” A poem about southern Winters
Wednesday Fog
“Step outside into a bright cloud, and meet a world constructed of dust and light…” A meditation for a foggy morning
