Rest My Weary Eyes

I do begin a day with a damp reminder of shedding tears in a dream a night when I might scream, if awake to feel the emotional disorder of my life like a knife cutting through every element as I might breathe, countless days holding hope in an empty sheathe. ~ If for a momentContinue reading “Rest My Weary Eyes”


These Forever Tears

Those that might imagine time would heal could listen to the storms that find solace in reminders, in thunderous applause those moments we might imagine, appeal. ~ We could the beauty of a lightning storm let ourselves reach out to one another now without touch a sweet and metaphorical how speak to the heart, theContinue reading “These Forever Tears”