Kalliope raised
an eyebrow
as I tried
to stare her
down. Continue reading “Kalliope Sighed”
Our Chins are Raised
We all await the dawn,
sitting cross-legged, patient,
our chins are raised
and our hearts are racing,
we wait for the waking
in time – Old Sun’s new raising. Continue reading “Our Chins are Raised”
To Lavender’s Gifts
The breeze will lift you
to lavender’s gifts. Continue reading “To Lavender’s Gifts “