I am strong I am fragile I wonder how the story ends I wonder how it starts I hear breathless whispers as the clock runs out I hear breathless whispers as life begins I see each mistake I’ve made painted across the sky in angry red letters I see each accomplishment adorning this simple bouquet of fragrant flowers I want to believe I want to … Continue reading I Am
Witness renewal born under burnt skies and frozen fields Strength finds stability on shaky ground And even as vernacular spews vulgarity in messages meant to disguise fear and longing growth takes hold And even as angels sigh weary from age-old battles growth takes hold It takes hold A young man will find his way and broken hearts will mend out there on vast oceans as … Continue reading Growth
a gray gull floats on currents of seaborne dreams escaping time on patchwork skies I don’t remember the wind chasing away this chill that settled into my old bones Don’t stop, I urged watching the carefree bird explore the heavens photo: Pixabay prompts: WordPress Daily Post, Poetic Asides April PAD, Pilgrimage Press, #becomingfragile, AprilFalls18 Continue reading Proxy
