Somewhere
over the shamebow
lies a pile of shattered dreams.
Everything changes
once light breaks through
and an arch of colors comes.
JDG
Somewhere
over the shamebow
lies a pile of shattered dreams.
Everything changes
once light breaks through
and an arch of colors comes.
JDG
A gentle warrior, the moon
stands sentry as
lightning fires
its warning shots
across the sky. Even as thunder
echoes through the
air and dark clouds
block her face, her
soft presence abides, firm and round
and full of light,
undaunted by
the passing storm.
JDG