Tuesday, December 29, 2009


Your answers are riddles
spoken through
a great chasm.
The bitter wind
traps your words
and scatters them across
the battlefield
of the heart,
like the seeds from
the dandelion.
a new ending, settles
and becomes.


D. Winters said...

You've been through a lot of pain in your still-young life, and yet you still manage to find beauty in it. That is a lesson we all could learn.

Roger Patterson said...

I lost my wife in a traffic accident a year ago and your poetry says everything I have been feeling...and more. Thank you for sharing your pain, it has lessened mine to know I am not alone.