Where bare branch
fingers sky
they congregate, gossips in tree tops
cackling birdbrained
as the moon sets
quarter drained. Continue reading
Where bare branch
fingers sky
they congregate, gossips in tree tops
cackling birdbrained
as the moon sets
quarter drained. Continue reading
I have always felt
a little uncertainty regarding hands.
They have
been rebellious at times
and uncooperative. They have
embarrassed me
by doing inappropriate things
at inappropriate times, especially Continue reading
Like roots of a tree
what the spirit does
is often invisible, how it grows,
where it goes
and who they meet. It is
a deception
that all is chance Continue reading