Sunday, February 19, 2017

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

and then, elsewhere. . .


And then, elsewhere the sky poured. . . and the earth burst in laughter. . .

cloudless sky


Monday, January 16, 2017

her promise


I talk of saxifrage, the flower that breaks the rocks, and she is eager to know more. . .
'Be you, be a rose!' - I tell her, it takes as much to grow through your thorns.

faint fragrance


through the morning mist 
the faint fragrance of roses 
from within the leaves 
of yesterdays,


how far have we come, 
how much have we lost 
on the way?

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Friday, January 6, 2017

skeins of rain


Each new day brings its own story. . .Into each life some rain must fall ~