She rests her face on the moist earth and closes her big bright eyes. she lets out the most musical… Read more Yesterlove
Tag: poetry
About Seeing
dear friend of my heart, I woke up from a strange dream earlier tonight. You were in the dream. Not… Read more About Seeing
Wind, Night, and a Beautiful Stranger
Dear friend of my heart, Have you ever felt like you had been away for years, but now you are… Read more Wind, Night, and a Beautiful Stranger
Of Robin, Night, Music, and Bees
Dear friend of my heart, This evening was something else. In the company of my dear friend, the robin, the… Read more Of Robin, Night, Music, and Bees
love and freedom: a dancer of silent tunes
Dear Friend of my Heart, as my chest rises and falls in the company of the forest song, I am… Read more love and freedom: a dancer of silent tunes
The Gravity of a Dream
Dear Friend of my Heart, As you wander these unpaved paths, soaked to the bones in the ethereal rain of… Read more The Gravity of a Dream
shadows: a verse meets a verse
Dear Friend of my Heart, It is the most delightful occurrence, in the most daringly playful of my opinions, when a… Read more shadows: a verse meets a verse
Dying Star
The dying star bled dismally as we floated around it. If one were to trace our path , the lines… Read more Dying Star
Evening Gold and Midnight Blue
I am a shadow. Cast aside by the setting sun. It is a golden evening. I am the shadow in this golden… Read more Evening Gold and Midnight Blue
bamboozled bumfuzzled
Dear friend of my heart, phlegmatically achromatic, neither a pinch, nor a slip, not even an off-beat ecstatic, this evening… Read more bamboozled bumfuzzled
