Of Love and Loss

This feels like a death

Yet each of us is alive.

The grief of the heart.

Wall of Stone

Beaten by silence,

But behind that wall lives rage.

Which one wounds me most?

Tin man

My heart remains yours,

Though you never wanted it.

I too can go numb?

Heart on the Menu

Marinate slowly,

Then cook for many hours.

The best things take time.

 

Week Four- The Year of my Heart

Deep like creeks and wood

Is this aching in my heart,

As this book opens.  

Mason Jars and Memories


Afternoon napping, 

The smell of honey and earth

Intertwined and tea. 

Make a Wish

I selfishly wish

I could be the one thing that  

Could make you believe.   

 

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