“There was no beauty like the stars. No brighter jewel. No higher dream. My gaze was fixed on planets far, running toward a single theme of galaxies and things that are wove deep between the cosmic seams….”
Category: Romance
Guinevere
“I loved the sun and it burned me. I loved the moon and it was cold. I loved the wind and it thrilled me. I loved the earth and lost its hold…”
Bridal Moon
“The moon put on her bridal veil….” A romance in three sentences.
Arrow’s Edge
“If cold rain fell in arrow heads, it would pierce, even to the marrow, of the soul….” A poem about longing
