Author Archives: littlejasmine1

Bare brown tree,

branches bent by snow.

Low down clouds,

above a moon.

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Winter is here,

Spring to come.

Yielded heart waits.


Night has not

been lost;

You forgot

to close

your eyes,

I waited

for day

to begin

again.


Listen for the

rise of a wave,

stream flows

silently

to depths beneath.


A far off birdsong– it was missed from the air.


We live

most

in our minds;

where

your words

do not answer

to mine,

and what eyes

have been denied,

we imagine

better

than they

have seen.


Sat

Sat in standing pool,

unsure of three depths below.

Leaping through waves.

Upward turns gaze,

floor of seven parts above.

Where flying things go.