1-1-15
My stomach has cramped, my eyes tightened...
2015-02-02 21:51
We were once poets...
Shall I shred my aches
into skin rags to survive...
I sometimes wonder
when I'll stop deleting myself...
We've been blessed,
You and I...
On a quest to quiet his mind, self-imposed exile...
That time passed as his mind wandered, still, in...
Have you ever in your life been
so lonely...
His voice
is a siren's song...
I ache with his silence,
feeling...
A dry flower falls
from pages yellowed with age...
2014-09-17
With words of hope and peace...
These rocky mountains are now hers;
flowers - subtle myths of childhood...