Short poems about life and love

march's pewter clouds scurry and flit over fields laid bare from winter's cold. on the porch, ... CONTINUED

they say silence is golden. but fixed on the shore beneath a blank canvas of soft gray ... CONTINUED

beneath my bare body, cool grass tickles my skin. surrounded by evening primrose and its ... CONTINUED

A dusting of snow blankets weathered limbs, bare beneath barren skies, as I shudder from the ... CONTINUED

beneath wire-frame oaks a north wind blows down the street. stripped bare of their ... CONTINUED

from atop her dresser i catch the occasional glimpse of deep blue sea as linen curtains ... CONTINUED

joanie's "diamonds and rust" echoes in my earbuds for the seventeenth time as i sip an ice-cold ... CONTINUED