Monthly Archives: May 2021

Submerged.
Bound together.
Little room to move, …

Sometimes,
What’s most important,
Isn’t that which …

Even the slightest
Sliver of sunlight,
Can transform a cloudy, …

Some days,
A different perspective
Is needed, as a gentle …

Soft, gentle, young.
Opening,
For a new season. …

Organized, linear,
With enough discreet colors,
To fit, and feel comfortable. …

Some days,
Are strangely quiet.
No cars, cowbells, …

Turn, turn.
Don’t stop.
Take me somewhere unknown. …

Some days,
When the sun sets,
Everything looks, and …

Packed together, closely.
Different shapes.
Similar colors. …

Cut, piled,
Ready to gather up.
Dinner awaits …

Stuck,
Inside a hardened world.
Naked, and sad. …

I’d live there.
Whichever apartment,
Doesn’t matter. …

Old mystical stories say,
Heaven lies beyond blue skies.
I wonder if unseen trees …

Soft, delicate, rare.
The magical freshness,
In Spring’s first green. …

At the end,
Under this blue sky,
Despite every …