“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”
— William Hazlitt
I May Not Say It Enough
Believing until now
This heart had died
My dreams about us
You by my side
…
A Place To Rest My Mind
The mountainside embraces
This trail that I wander
With serenades of birdsong
In shadows I ponder
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After The Rain At Cathedral Rock
Alone with the raindrops—
Along a rain-soaked red trail
The soft powder turned rusty—
While my burdens, they fell
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Starting To Wonder
Beneath the skies whisper
Belongs this innocent girl
Lost in a sea of lavender
She plucks at purple pearls
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I Let You Get Away
Why do I feel lost,
Clinging to memories,
When we had each other,
Now I’m just lonely,
…