A woman with snow white hair watched her...
some great great grandkids crawling on their knees...
This poem is actually an example of villanelle...
They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true...
The tears fell on pillows of snow
As the misty blue moon faded gray...
Heated,overwhelmed
haunting,screaming,hopeful...
If saying goodbye is not hard enough but seeing...
You never really know
How much you truly care...
I have many questions about many things
Like why we all feel pain sometimes...
Beneath the moon lit sky
A lonely wanderer lies...
He stumbles through the door, liquor bottle...
Wishing his pain would end, but no one could ever...
I find it hard to breathe in silence,
stifled by rainless clouds and...
Pouring rain, drizzling down the window,
My life reflected in this cafe glass...