Leaves let go their hold
from where they started to fall.
See the curl unwind.
overwhelmed
Morning View in Winter
It’s dark longer now,
or does my perception lie?
Look beyond the veil.
Is time elusive or my heart?
Time tricks after time
before my heart catches up.
Tea steeps in my cup.
The Tiger and the Maze
Untended pathways
leave little room for escape.
A trapped tiger hunts.
Sometimes,without warning, I can see
“Once more unto to breach, dear friends, once more…”
It’s not that there is
nothing left. It’s over-full.
Flooding tides will ebb.
Distance staring is not a sport and distracted patterns won’t sew a quilt
Odd daze filtered sun
Cries for the wrongs not yet wrung.
Bright moon sky flips tale.
