Now I Leave You For the Birds
Poem I went for a walk and found you growing in a small clearing of mulch and rocks. Few would hear if the tree of you fell. The birds in your hair would,...
Tagged: nature poem
I Find Roots Floating in Open Water
Spoken Word I find roots floating in open water, between the devil and the dark of the deep blue glass ceiling. My roots, my appendages, suspend and weave into this moving blue. I...
Those Nights
Poem I love dancing with the trees, their touch is gentle, light, I love singing with the wind, its touch reminds of the past, of summers long gone and lost, of nights full of...
