Shimmering Autumn Tree

As the leaves fall this autumn…

Heart’s Wish

my heart’s wish like snow that falls at night goes unheard the soft pelt as it hits substance ground, rock, or roof rings in no one’s ears but echoes in my own I know it exists because it’s captured in the dark cold by an eye that sees only a mirrored image an imitation of […]

Desk Weavers

the slender string of silk connects the lamp to the candlestick shows proof of tiny arachnids weaving a line so thin it needs dust to be seen do I brush it away or allow them to create tightropes that connect boulders to skycrapers for their deft legs to crawl over perfectly balanced