When A Verse Tells A Tale
dear john letter
caught in the railing
icy water below
random
Connecting
Observed early this morning:
jet streak
through the pre-dawn sky
connecting the dots
Eavesdropping
Pixabay
he’s on the phone
begging her to listen
I shouldn’t eavesdrop
My mind goes back to one dark night when I was in my teens, observing a young man having an earnest conversation with his significant other, wondering how the story would end.
Grumbles
leaf-padded trail
muffles the grumble
of your aching feet
Needed
my sweet peas
bloom on the widow’s side
where they’re needed
Shoes
we returned the shoes
she bought to dance in after
her last treatment
Image: TerriC–Pixabay
Hooked
one small cloud
hooked on the new moon’s horn
why won’t it let go?
