Slipping

Winter is slipping away one morning glow at a time one second of thawing ice one moment of spring thoughts one….

Goodbye Night

  You call me straight out of dreams and long forgotten tales to stumble in the dark toward hardwood and nails. And while the bite of winter nips at my nose, plays on my skin totally exposed; the flames in the sky turn dark to light hello daytime goodbye night.    

Revive

I am revived once more refreshed, alive as sunlight breaches earth, gently touching delicate skin. I drift forward pressing into light, one blossom at a time opening, making me new once again.

Imagination

You speak in words I cannot comprehend Your tongue a dialect I cannot translate But the way the sun defines you and how it dances light through you lets my imagination run wild, like an untamed animal.