It was cherry wood
An old rocking chair the color of aged wine
The seat and back were covered in worn velvet
It sat by the window in my upstairs bedroom... more »
I lie still, try to relax, put thoughts out of my mind.
Calm approaches, sleep comes.
I see faces and I feel like I am being pulled.
So intense it almost hurts, then comes weightlessness, fear.... more »
And if you could see through me,
Would my thoughts amaze and fill your days?
Calm your nights or be disturbing,... more »
As I smell the Fall I feel you
It was then that we met
Your long black hair and the smell of your leather jacket mists the air
I need to think of you sometimes... more »
I heard the coyotes last night
Out of the blackness their laughter stirred my soul
I am more than my daily life
More than the duties of the day and the schedules of the hour... more »
In that purple light that is the very early hours of the morning, I think we have our best thoughts.
It is dark and quiet and tomorrow is still a blank page.
We can tell ourselves that anything is possible in that new day and really believe it.