BTT #62: ‘Enouement

Ènouement ∞ We cannot touch, But I feel Your starlight voice Traveling In rows Of each choice And strife. I must forgive you, But cannot, where Morning Glories Wake from Tangled vines Unraveling. I can only Thank you For waiting, Waking daily, And saving Our life. ∞ Posted for dVerse Quadrille Monday hosted by De …

BTT#30: A Question for Little Things (Ars Poetica)

­ A Question for Little Things (Ars Poetica) ­ I rise each year on a Dark March morning To descend steeply down the Trail treading steady Between still sleeping leafless Trees to wrap my Own first breath of Spring In a green blanket of Southern bluebells Draped across black soil of The muddy sinks where the …