The Bluebird

Did a bird in fact flit byBlue iridescence blazing Or was it but a moment’s glimpseMy mind’s eye then amazing Color blazed through gloomy grayOf sky and soul in winter Rarely seen in busy town Mountain birds its kinder Yet blue it flew to bright the dayReminders in my sorrow That gladness pierces even gloomContinue reading “The Bluebird”

Beyond Vulnerability

She could barely describe the situation, so overwhelming it felt. Yet she knew she could not rely on her feelings… they were capricious, diaphanous, wispy like foggy droplets wafting on the breeze. They were without substance… just feelings. And yet they flew at her like ice pellets in a raging storm. She felt her headContinue reading “Beyond Vulnerability”