She doubts

The world watched her go by, a startling red streak of hair that spun like flames in the breeze of the winter air. Many admired her, the green of her wide, doe eyes that sat between sooty lashes; the curve of her hips, her bottom and breasts; her soft, unblemished skin. But inside she crumbled … More She doubts

Bottled Youth

And then I felt my soul crumble… the pain worse than the shatter of my heart age takes us all the once smooth skin replaced with wrinkled lines like the creases of an old shirt thrown in the corner the places that once stood, sag the bones start to ache present turns to past and … More Bottled Youth

Rain

She races downwards Trailing her kiss on the pane In wet, steady streams

The owl

She was there again. Sitting on the bench in her white dress. The woman who only exists in the corner of my eye. But when I looked again, she had left, and perched on the top of the wooden, carved back sat a beautiful barn owl. It stood so still, a ruffle of brown golds, looking … More The owl