Dreaming of Home

Hope lives here in these remembered days beneath the sky, ever blue Borne of seconds of red poppies and silvery stars hope lives here Faith in that beyond our means beyond our grasp intertwined within changing minds Synchronicity, credence to the ephemeral the Earth as She was and could be Hope, hope lives here Such is my lullaby as I sing my way home now … Continue reading Dreaming of Home

First Crush

Topaz sunlight sparkles across years bent with age November love still fresh with the scent of falling leaves Poems penned on scraps of paper still span moments between then and now and before and after and young and old when you were you and I was me and the world was innocent Chance meeting — a chariot meant to break the silence moving across time … Continue reading First Crush

Hidden Hope

The rhythm of sunrise, the rhythm of sunset, filled her life Like a thoroughbred galloping along crashing waves her course left footprints heavy with intention She hijacked a trail of rooted memories and hitched a ride on wayward winds She caressed the hem of havoc’s reach and brewed a tea of hemlock and corn husks just to prove she could The rhythm, the rise and … Continue reading Hidden Hope

Avenoir

Alone now, she lives in her dreams stuck in the world she used to know softened by those broken sunbeams she whispers goodbye and hello Stuck in the world she used to know memories of love and loss and war She whispers goodbye and hello missing her love, her troubadour Memories of love and loss and war her constant companion, it seems Missing her love, … Continue reading Avenoir