Whispering vines

As a canopy spread over delicate leaves

wilting growth reached for speckled light

finding its way through

See others

Once a barren desert of broken dreams

Now a field of desire and hope grows

Unwanted Comfortable

What-if’s begin to tip the scales of reality

Fear takes control and starts to breathe


Today has taken a toll

Tomorrow holds promise

Yesterday will never change

Simple Act

Tears of hope roll down my dry cheeks