looking for clovers
in fields of lush green, i hope
to find emeralds
before You
before You, we’re lost-
after is breathless wonder,
free of their bound cage
Love,
the string in your hand
pulled tight- trailing from a root
living in my heart
The Hunt
they chase and they chase,
following my footprints- i’m
prey… hunted to end.
butterflies
clever butterflies,
spinning until spent - selling
stories of spiders
The Ending
my day lingers long
since you have been gone, having
sighed your furthest song
living
how to live when the day burns you out
cast away
i am cast away-
waiting, and watching cruel waves
for that lifesaver