It was always a predawn sky just beginning to give signs of the glow when we climbed out of bed – hauling this, that and the other to the backyard fire pit But the bottles would not burn, so they were stacked in the garage waiting – “Dorothy, you are not in Kansas anymore”, the…
Tag: change
Falling Inside
Each day I find myself further away than the previous the society we once knew ripe for upheaval we turn to dust as it crumbles around us splintered now I see more clearly between the cracks elated to find the opening before me yet lamenting the restrictions of my form the inability – no matter…
Just Thinking
I wonder only to myself about what it will take to pull me out of this mood frustration -acute a thorn in my side I sit on the porch feeling the breeze watching the blue light shift and I want to speak to someone about something that matters This Wednesday night I’m not tuning into…
The Layers of Love 