In the face of chaos Spring shows herself to me. Beyond measure of my body The length from toe to head, width of rib to to rib I’m just with myself. But I can be with everything else, stuck in... Continue Reading →
the west hills fog rolls over waking mind sweet into autumn calm perspective held innate gift of northern hemisphere the yearly journey takes breath hiding beneath leaves rain dampens the light sky clears brisk and bright
When it was still October a sad time to wait, I held your hands in mine with bated breath and wept. Left pieces of myself with you, in your snow covered lashes, with your spinning arms in the leaves, leaves... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 