A Personal Entry

My world is dying behind me, but as I look out of my eyes I see
the bountiful beauty all around.
Yet, though my body is filled with love for, I know not what..
I feel so far away from this earth I have loved so much.

A Moment of Stillness (or...A housewifes rest)

 

Bubbles float
on a breeze
like shirts suspended from a washing line

Impatience

These days linger
like venom upon
a tongue
thirsty for change

A Crack in the Window

The sweetest breeze
squeezing through
a crack in the window,
letting nostagia flow
 
Sensualy within
a forgotton being.
Suddenly feeling
there may still be

a world beyond the pain.
 
Fingers imprint the dirt of yesterday,
pushing the glass,
opening the crack
a little way further,

To breathe the heady scents
into hidden spaces