curbside drift
of autumn leaves
edges
dancing in the sun
tuned to light-of-heart
breeze, like
the lace
of mother’s skirt
at her daughter’s
wedding

Non-rhyming poetry with no specific meter
curbside drift
of autumn leaves
edges
dancing in the sun
tuned to light-of-heart
breeze, like
the lace
of mother’s skirt
at her daughter’s
wedding

My heart is lonely tonight
yearning to enfold and be enfolded
in the warm, peaceful, embrace
of fellow love
In the soft of night
I feel for those threads
delicately spanning the world
One soul connected to another
and another
lighting, lightening all hearts
and winding back again
to me
in my warm cocoon…
Caught by a rainbow,
sparkling eyes hoard the fading moment.
Ah, that one time!

the sum of me is the weight
of a thousand memories
alter or remove just one
I become
no longer me
sometimes I fear
this might be true
sometimes I hope
fine grains of
salt
dissolving in an ocean
diluted
lost
redesigned?
In gilded frame a tropical sunset
reflection of the joyous radiance
of a freshly shining couple
Not a lie – not exactly
But she is already broken, he
a victim to belief
that love can heal all