lost on her
i. last night’s torrential rains finally let up two hours ago. through an open window no breeze cools this stuffy room. the...
parting lines
lines. some forgotten (her parting words shouted before storming out the door). or a favorite movie quote which still cracks me up...
Appalachian Trails
Trails which once flowed with the footfalls of soft-soled moccasins are quiet now, save for the low rumble of logging truck or...
not yet
“not yet,” she whispered in my ear. night swallowed us whole in an upstairs bedroom while moonlight played hide and seek with...
through my hands
two dragonflies flit in geometric patterns above a ditch. flashes of sunlight play and glint off gossamer wings. warm breezes carry the...
sunflowers (vi)
she paused by the garden gate framed in sunflowers. morning light kissed her face, flaming her hair. behind a stone wall two...
scattering seeds
the morning sun breaks above the trees. she stands ankle deep in a stagnant pond, her bare feet planted firmly in soft...
wildflowers
a sea of wildflowers at the edge of my lawn sway in a late afternoon breeze. overhead, cotton candy clouds dot a...