Silence
Somehow I always felt you close Sensed a truth, a knowing Like a knot Unraveling in the dark indentations Of my lonely self Are you there… bashful soul? What is…
Free
On that fateful morning I sat on a wooden bench Beneath a fading tree… And whispered your name to an open sky Releasing you, I watched as you spiraled, swirled…
Clouds
In my loneliest days I used to dream of clouds I would walk through them As they billowed and grazed the ground Night after night They would come back for…
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Each and every morning Brings with it Either the promise Of love Or the promise Of apathy Which will you choose today?
Blink
For a moment, I thought I caught something In the way you glanced over In the way you caught my eye as if in a sudden flash of recognition …at…
The 1st Sign of Winter
The first sign of winter Was when you leaned over to kiss me I didn’t know you then And little did I know That I never would © MJ Donnery
Late October
Windy morning, rustling leaves You reach for my hand and place it inside the warmth of your glove For a moment, I feel you hesitate And I, suddenly afraid Remember…
