Fall- Credit: Julia Solonina/Unsplash Now autumn is here With leaves falling down There’s only the church And me in this town A single...

Exhausted Forgotten Sleep far away Droplets of glass Cold, blustery day When will the sand Run out once again Return to these sheets Of...

Freedom wraps me in Wings of trial and triumph Kindness always wins Photo from Pixabay I would love to hear your opinions on my post....

Flip-flop Over-the-top Snow, and sand, and bees Spring is here But winter's near Which one shall we see? I'm ready for sun For warmth and...

A cat on a shelf Blooming trees sway beyond him This is my morning Photo by La Miko from Pexels I would love to hear your opinions on my...

Cover created by Lauren Hellekson Hey all! As of 20 March 2021, two of my poems were published in the Crow Calls Volume I anthology....

I fell down the rabbit hole and every part of me changed. I am lost along the road--Seriously, where am I now? Twisted roots try to trip...

Blue drops to white as white bleeds to green Soon to my favorite time Rainbows spring from the ground As gold trails lazily overhead Each...

Well shiver me timber's Land ho, thar she be Across oceans rioting Where we're wild and free Loads of treasures Now at our hands For we...

Adrift on a sea of glass All alone without a mast Breaking the silence By asking the wind Can you make my ship sail again Cloaked in...

Original tufts Of a crystalline blanket Continue to sprinkle the air Majesty dominates Stunning evanescence Shifting to chaos Beckoning...

Watching the fireplace-- embers fading low-- the cabin shepherds in the gusts. I wrap the blanket, bundle as a turtle, wondering when...

I head upstairs with Mom. She has her phone, her laptop, and a blanket. As soon as she sits on the bed, I bonk my head into her hand. No...

Gold bleeds through the willows and then sinks beneath the ground before the sky burns in purple-- mauve, violet, mulberry, wine....

One vote-- one moment-- matters. Building on top of one another until a bridge exists. Your voice and mine whisper change until history...