Breakers crash relentlessly against the old pier's weathered pilings. Behind me a line of ... CONTINUED
Short poems about life and love
so achingly close
the argument before brush ever stroked canvas. words spoken in haste welling up from ... CONTINUED
april rain
another gray morning wakes the day as ice-cold gusts shower my window with heavy ... CONTINUED
the heron’s cry
Somewhere beneath thick morning mist and sailing calm blue waters on Shelekhivske lake you can ... CONTINUED
a soul laid bare
late august sunshine pierced parted curtains and transformed into splashes of chalk, pale ... CONTINUED
by the garden gate (a reprise)
framed in white lilies she stood by the garden gate. shafts of late afternoon sunshine slanted ... CONTINUED
Mother Night
The angry sea rages. Beneath a moonless sky blasts of chill air whip whitecaps ... CONTINUED
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