Only Yesterday

The sun will rise tomorrow, As straight as the crow flies; Daylight will come. And it will be a good day for some, And for others: one dark and tired But I promise you this: They’ve already decided – For whether they know it or not: Their day is upon them. But – Shall theyContinue reading “Only Yesterday”

Poetry and Prose: My Eucalyptus and Le Petit Mort

The Poem: My Eucalyptus What happens when you no longer live under my moon. Will your leaves still season each colorful breeze. Will I find every leaf’s imprint in the shale of my mind. Your gifts were more than shade and strength to lean upon. Your countenance will last forever. You were my eucalyptus. TheContinue reading “Poetry and Prose: My Eucalyptus and Le Petit Mort”