I Suppose

Where do you place broken pieces of color?

I suppose I will one day display them with pride

until then I’ll hide them

beneath my mosaic collar

Whispering vines

As a canopy spread over delicate leaves

wilting growth reached for speckled light

finding its way through

Once upon a time

A jet stream blew in one day and merged the paralleling winds creating a gale force storm like no other before.