Strange

Like the vine of a moonflower
That blooms in the dark
And rests in the light

WE ARE

Painted with the colors of
Love and Pain
Tears, laughter and sacrifice
Standing strong against the hands of time

Heirloom Eggshells

Finely laid egg shells break 
Each step becomes more frantic
Heirlooms passed down

A Stroke of Love

My father passed peacefully on January 10th 2021, Sunday at sunset

An Epiphany

WITHOUT THE BEE, THE BUTTERFLY AND THE SPIDER THIS WORLD IS NO LONGER A PLACE I WOULD WANT TO BE

Siblings

A tightly twisted and entangled set of twins. One can not exist without the other.  Like its brother, it has no end nor a beginning.  It too has always been and will always live, but that is where their likeness ends.

But you…

I want to feel you against me

but I will take the memory for now

Absolution

I was so blind

Never saw it coming

A small finger wrapped

Forgotten is the rage