Morning Melancholy

Friends are fickle and Families start feuds. Crushes will crush you and men will harm you.Consoling words I told myself to soothe the tears and intrusive thoughts away. I’ve stood by people who watched me drown. And drowned before those people who now standby I’m more cautious now of my heart…. With all its openContinue reading “Morning Melancholy”

Where is home?

Vagrant Never native Nomadic wandererWho crossed the northern seasThat smelled of salt and crystals green Who traversed the forests and the prairies She an Emigrant I asked the cranes, seagulls and crowsI asked the spiders and the toadWhere should I make a home? And the gemini twins my guide Starlight and moths in aural flightContinue reading “Where is home?”