velma lay dying

velma lay dyingreaching toward heavensmile in her eyeswith lovers surrounded as velma lay dyingelvis was watchingdown from his picturewaiting in heaven as velma lay dyinglewis, her husbandshyly would touch hershake his head sadly as velma lay dyingteresa, her daughtertold her it’s okaysomeday we’ll join you as velma lay dyingcurtains and knick-knackstwo chairs with afghansframed herContinue reading “velma lay dying”

midwinter

in long and deep midwinterdreams of spring ariseof fulsome brooks and fragile budsof warmer winds and skiesthat, moaning, pour the anguished tearsof childbirth on the landand ‘midst the muddy, messy mucktransform the slender strandsweaving a carpet ‘neath the treeswhich don their own green gownsand fill the space below the bluelike dancers all aroundwho hear the callContinue reading “midwinter”