on a melancholy angle
early morning rays break the horizon with earnest anticipation of what might come to...
a visitor
just now — a lone hummingbird at the back door checking to see if...
it comes like ice
behind your tears which flow and those stuck frozen as ice unshed upon a...
the colors that i seek
shall any aspire to measure the beat of a broken heart or dare weigh...
the tolling bell
wrapped in grief’s embrace never sweetly felt what lingers deep inside to rattle a...
late afternoon
sitting beneath a tangle of branches and grateful for their shade a bird whose...
fireflies
as a little boy i’d wait for summer evening skies to be filled with...
a sunset
a cool, dry summer breeze skates across a freshly mown lawn at the edge...