The Arching Tree

He stands still, Nervously Elegantly Holding branches of hopes And dreams and sunkissed leaves. They whrestle, There's music, There's wind. They play. And he laughs For above is the sky But the joy shaded his lonely soul They spoke to him in ways but words. And he was in his prime. Until the magic left … Continue reading The Arching Tree


Frozen Leaves

Frozen leaves, Don't exhibit much life. Caught in a moment between.   Captured and captivated, In intricacies good and bad. Lush green, jammed Icy cold.   If you drop it cold, it will break. and I, looking at this frozen leaf ask for a similar fate. Icy, cold has no time for warm emotion Numb … Continue reading Frozen Leaves