Posted: September 3, 2019
Gone from my days,
oh sweet pretty one,
who’s life was failed by all..
Posted: September 3, 2019
A pocket of wildness
between two worlds anew
Posted: September 3, 2019
We say we hear the wind,
kissing, smothering, howling;
It’s not.
Posted: August 14, 2019
As clouds are my witness,
so too, they’re my saviour…
Posted: August 14, 2019
A blanket of softness,
a glowing speck of orange
A raggedy line that should be straight…
Posted: August 13, 2019
Written on a drizzly afternoon, days after Jennifer Olsen had died, yet before I was told.
Posted: August 13, 2019
In a world untoward, she was an inconvenient reminder.
Her story, a failure of many…
Posted: August 8, 2019
Where once a purpose lay,
solid on our path…
