The earth was silentThough the air spokeWind bringing messagesThrough the atmosphereHermes wingsHurtling wishes across…
Poem
The roots of the winter pear hold an oasis of silence.Marks on the bricks are hairline cracks in…
Twilight writes me.Sepia tones colorthe outlinesof my thoughts.
Jack Frost, you couldn’t waitsurprised us with a blanket of snowwhile leaves are…