Hazel Heart

Dedicated to angelic Mae Riley

Photo Copyright: Mae Riley

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in the hollows of time
drip memories, icy bold
stories in silver faith
stories in molten sand

where owls hold vigil
angel of love’s feather
a light, only moons know
of this hazel heart’s brow

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Art still lives

art still lives
sometimes in frames
sometimes in streets
sometimes in the waters of our veins

Garnished Millennial’s

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Pure tones of beige mix with red’s…

a shaker spray of pepper descends.

Unanswered Questions

Eyes wielding lies.

Dark passages, strife.

~ Haiku Cyclet

~ Haiku Cyclet

Moonlight casts shadows
Rainy sheen elongated
Impressionism

~ Poppy Dreams

Poppy dreams dancing
She sways beneath the sun
Gentle breeze caressing
With nature, she is one

Lilting stream soothing
A cadence of bird song
Poppy dreams dancing
Invite for her alone

~ Mother

~ Mother

She lost her days

Her nights

Memories

Thoughts

And words tumbled

From her lips

Out of sequence

Maya Angelou – already missed

She knew how the caged bird sings
Giving of herself through her gift
All the Singin’ and Swingin’ aside
Her loss in times fabric is a rift.