Tag: Macro

Blurred Lines

Structure straight and perfectly aligning, A thousand stamens reaching for the sun, Each radiation delicate reminding We’re more than just ourselves, we are as one. From far perspective, branches tipped with pompons, Beckon to us: come survey our blooms, ‘Til closer in we scan… Continue Reading “Blurred Lines”


Trodden, verdant shafts beneath her soles Bled cool and damp and flattened here once more, Ritual oft-repeated, silenced but unfold- ing her dismay, despair and wounded core. It reached within, like sword in days of yore, To twist and grind the sorrow hidden well,… Continue Reading “Teardrops”

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