July 13, 2026
Of fragile flesh they rise, then sink to clay,
Their moments framed by gazes keen and bright.
Adored they blaze, then slowly pass away,
Perhaps too long they lingered in the light.
October 5, 2024
I can imagine myself as anyone or anything embracing weeds as well as peonies, letting them simmer with contemplation
February 22, 2023
o the body, white is like peaceful waters flowing
The orange glow of twilight twinkles that the world may rest…