Bitter warmth whispers,
Mornings steeped in fragrant calm,
Sip, dawn’s silent song.
Bitter warmth whispers,
Mornings steeped in fragrant calm,
Sip, dawn’s silent song.
letting go of learned behaviors…
Emily, was never truly a friend…
A La Carte?! Again?!
Metal guardian,
Alchemy Brewing at dawn,
Morning’s pour in cups.
Sip of liquid dawn,
Warm embrace in every drop,
Awake, soul’s journey.
Exercise relieves.
Create virtuous cycles
Clarity, health, wealth
Love old fashioned ink
Stories written on ribbon
typewriter ink finds
Wind chimes are afar
Peace given. Gifts from the wind
Suns warmth comforts me
Seasons Reminisce
A Summer filled of childhoods
And adulting now
Rubik’s Cube my ah
I managed to get the “t”
Tried for six Summers
Thankful to know wind
Sharing the sunset’s cool breeze
Thankful to hear wind