I spent too long Pondering on what was lost That I forgot too long Things that are given The love…

My heart knew you before it met you. You, I have waited for all my life. So familiar like the…

I spiralled downward onto the debris that was my life broken and scarred to the marrow still I rise from…

I’m glad I found this. What better way to start a new month? Thanks for sharing.

When time stops and my heart halts its last thump,  thump will be for you for I know you will…

                     Fluttering and billowing                    in the breeze,                    a bevy of lilies;                      awaiting ~                   beauty’s sting.

The IV  Edition of International Award (Museum of Words) for Microfiction is open for submission. The competition first prize is…

       as daylight ushered in            the morning-after               all promises made            in the heat of the                      moment…

rising from the ashes to shoot up new leaves ~ the felled tree