Everything looks the same,
but the birds call
'It's a new day;
...
I've been writing for quite a while;
a couple years now
tentatively, at first, afraid
...
Heading downtown; the long bus ride
I delight in familiar sounds
Landmarks still standing alongside the route;
...
Daily I try to crawl
inside the fabric of the page
Where I envision quiet
...
Heart beating in a tomb;
mud, quicksand
Breathing; listening to life
...
How perfect to be
the window between
the garden and
the living room
...
A piece of jewelry
I can't afford
a brand new dress
or something more
...