the discomfort of the gray coldness embraced me in a familiar hug the tree bent down to say hello but only my ears could hear everyone else was deaf to the kindness they only heard the wails of the raindrops the bad storm lit up the night the familiar scent of home filled my noseContinue reading “cracking and lightning”
Category Archives: Poetry
Mother Nature
she had eyes of moss feet that grounded her her arms swayed in the breeze like thin strong branches on a calm spring morning i came to water her to weed around those thick roots she handed me colored fruit on a low hanging branch and kissed oxygen into my lungs – mother nature
Metamorphosis
the turning, from a caterpillar to a butterfly will teach you brutal lessons but will also show you how patience, time, and looking after yourself can transform your soul
