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

Renewal

Arcs of lightning slash the night sky bright flashes bring the storm into view cascading rains wash the air delicately caressing spirits of renewal in even those stubbornly clinging to trauma forged in enmity and loss gorged on the energy that created this tempest harnessing that power until it all breaks free, breaks free just as the mournful began to lose hope knighted and anointed … Continue reading Renewal