Silent Wishes

Staring at ghosts through a phantom window
Unwilling to turn away
Allowing the air to be taken from room

The Antidote

Watching with a tilted head
Wanting what it can never feel
Cowering as it festers on boils of disdain
Penetrating light burns it decaying flesh
A shield infused with Love and Kindness

Tracks in the snow

Today for the first time since this journey began, I was shown our bitter sweet reality in the most beautiful and gentle way

Gone Fishin’

Have you ever gone fishing? If you haven’t, well, that’s okay I won’t judge just as long as you give it a try

Ripples

A smile forms as the treble lands
Slight jerk and the water erupts

Nocturnal

Tinkling glass
As a campfire burns

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