Marooned

Marooned on love island

Carried Through My Storms

He makes carrying me light as a feather when for him it must be a stone

Marigolds

Written of and dedicated to my muse, Alex Eb!

Carat

I gift him poetry instead of gold

Garden

I hope he finds happiness and I'll always be there for him

Mercy

I offer peace and sanctuary to all including those he loves

Community Garden

A poem about the effects of smiling.

Seconds to Love

He is not the bird in a cage He is not the burn, or the flame He is not the bird falling from the sky He has not the look of abandonment in his eye He is not doubt, he is not the plague He is not boredom nor is he rage There is a … Continue reading Seconds to Love