Tragic Poetry

I found an answer hidden on a hillside
Apart from new stones telling the same story

Tranquility

Fragrant steam rises

Palms cradle a porcelain bowl

Yearn

Boughs of waving arms
Welcome me home

Timeless

Giving birth to what never fully died

Canine Heroes

They are driven by selfless courage the same as our human heros

Forever Stained

Broken pieces of color break away and fall
Reds and blue and a purple hue

Tick Tock

Space is filled with memories of today