Freshwater streams flowing,

seen as stagnant

Breeze bending blossoms,

winds wafting unfragrant

Sunrise stippling,

yet, monochromatic

The shading of Hopeless,

both silent and static

Crushing ’til fragrant

Pours summer’s sweet vessel

Desert the mortar

His raindrops a pestle

Sunlight his oven

Bakes peach cobbled skies

Stained with blackberry clouds

As the crust starts to rise

Vignette/sketch of sheets

Buried beneath spines, exposed

Wallpaper of words

*the den /study /library /she-shed

Family trees —

knots,

&

yellow ribbons

Fields —

Blue,

cotton, wool

&

Gray,

In Peace?

Emerald blades

blanket

each

grave

~

m

i

l

k

-

white pure,

the sugar weeps.

reduced to ochre,

fire’s heat, melts

m e l l i f l u o u s

(honey - sweet) down

crimson hearts:

Garden Effete

~

Summer

turns

September —

maple syrup sunlight

steams.

Spice

of Autumn’s vineyard

stirred with

harvest-orange

moonbeams.

Vanilla vapors

swathe,

espresso-black,

Milky Way-cream;

where

nutmeg-dusted froth

floats ’top

a pumpkin latte

dream.

~

u

r n

k

d on ash

from

evening’s urn.

caustic

constellations

burn.

choking back

etched tears

of glass,

petrified:

our

shattered

p

a

s

t

.

Porcelain skin

Sips a grenadine dream

Floating on still waters

Of a pumpkin-orange stream

Bare shoulder trellis

Tress of blackberry wine

Purple locks, her heart

Sealed under violet vines

Silvered alabaster thoughts

Stitch gold to twilight beams

As twill like cobweb’s silk, inwrought,

Plaits evening’s moonlit dreams

Turn-down navy, satin sheets

Tuck constellations’ quilt

As milk-white-chocolate visage sweets

Of lunar luxe are spilt