My Poetry and Prose Blogology
Clouds Cloak Fervent Suns
“clouds cloak fervent suns
helping us grow and stand firm
in soft rains of hope”
If I Could Unearth
“If I could unearth
lost paths in soft—forlorn hearts
I’d draw gracious maps”
Rivers Don’t Flow Straight
“rivers don’t flow straight
shaped by curls of daunting earth
challenges spread life”