scorched from the inside
left with no more tears to shed,
nothing else to give
Mellifluous
nymphs playing at sea
singing and laughing with glee
sounds carried by waves
Vineyard
plucked from fertile soils
neatly-lined rows of verdant vines
purple acid rush
Saccharine
honeyed clouds and skies
sun has dimmed, land awakened
nights crawls in slivers
bibliosmia
under budding leaves
the scent of warm spring lingers
old words echoing
Reflect
I’m one with the world
ever turning, brightly lit
mirrored by wonder
Waiting
time is standing still
as countless moments pass by
hope for a new start
Nausea
trapped, suffocating
the world spinning around me
secrets spilled in pain
Tree House
playing in the trees
memories hatching from leaves
our childhood treasures
Imbalance
scales are uneven
tipping to the darker side
help bring back the light