The collapsing tide lurkswith rogue wavesgathering energy,swaying to the moonuntil it returns to upendthe diligent castleswe’ve built of sand If you enjoyed this poem, download my FREE 13 poem mini-collection Stitches. My realist short collection An Important Sky is also available at major retailers.
Two months ago I lamented the lack of silence between cars passing. Never a full moment, never a breath where the sound of one approaching, or of one leaving did not intrude upon the silence of wind in my trees, or the quiet birds chattering in my yard. Now I breathe long, stretching moments where… Continue reading Quiet Days
The stars align Or malign Fate’s fickle Life’s wrinkles The stars never align They only ever malign Subscribe to my Infectious Magic Bulletin to receive exclusive stories, poems, news, cover reveals and more.
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