Moments

Moments 

Are like

Windows

Into

Another

World

You just

Have to

Hold them

Long enough 

To see it.

Played

The 

Darkness

Played me 

for a fool

Morning 

Always

Comes

Wind

The 

Memory 

Of you

Passes

Through me

Like wind 

I know 

One day

I’ll stop

Feeling

You 

Home

Home

The only 

Place

You never 

Really

Leave 

Behind.

You 

Can 

Leave 

But 

You can never 

Outwit 

The way 

Home 

Wrapped 

itself 

Around

You 

Grieving you

 I still

Miss you

In the

Liminal 

Spaces 

Between 

Morning &

Night 

Summer &

Fall

Sunset

&

Night 

Fall

I 

Wonder 

If you 

Feel

It 

Too?

Can

You

Hear 

Me

Grieving 

You?

Intermission

You

Raging storm 

And wild sea

Are not

The end

Of 

Me

You are

Simply 

Intermission 

I will

watch 

your 

sediment 

settle 

And 

Rise.

Trees

I’ve always 

Loved trees

Strong

Deeply

Rooted

Majestic

And all

They do

Is stand

Fall

Your 
Colour
Has  
Changed

Your

Ambience

Muted  

Your 

Coldness 

Settles

Deep

Into my 

Bones  

Nights

Grow 

Long

And yet 

Somehow 

I  feel

Comforted 

To

Fold 

Into 

your 

Embrace 

Cherishing 

This season

Of hiddenness 

While

Stowing 

Hope 

For 

What 

Is to come

Second Chances

 I still

Remember 

You 

With 

Fondness 

With 

Kindness

With 

Warmth 

And

A quiet

Hope 

For 

Something 

New.  

The heart

You have 

The smile

You 

Hold

The space 

You left

Behind 

I can’t decide 

which one is bigger.

Slow

I will let

This slow

Warmth  

Grow

Until

You 

Feel

Me 

Here.

If Only

 If only

You

Could 

Hear

All the

Things

I still

Carry 

In my 

heart

For you