Saturday, March 9, 2013

Saturday, January 5, 2013

39. Dreams

three little duckies
quacking as they morph into
most regal peacocks

38. Abandoned

black wheelbarrow placed
in the middle of the road
lone on black asphalt

37. Eyes


green, misty and sad;
snowflakes sticking to lashes

a honey-red hue

36. Precious Treasure

golden lettering
soft leather spines; they smell like
a hundred good things

35. Hold My Hand

sharp nails dig into 
warm flesh, "hold my hand, baby!"
she croaks, child lags

Thursday, January 3, 2013

34. Stars

"they look so lonely"
she describes for her brother
'cause he can't see them