Wednesday, January 26, 2011

and now...

true
the pain of knowing
is honest, sharp and real
yet the love remains

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

puzzle pieces...

worn path
quietly I fall
deep beneath my blue waves
words evaporate

and there, always there
stars and silver threads entwine
keep me to this earth


space
opening my eyes
I release you from my shell
not to be contained


notes
dancing to my ears
water over desert stones
quietly laughing