Market

Market From the mouths of children Breathing white smoke The chill of the day already Covered by an invisible cloak As if filled with tears The gathering dark clouds Ready to burst with rain Over the swelling crowds Sounds of the street As day fills with life Echo in the cold winds That can sliceContinue reading “Market”

Rendezvous

Rendezvous Lightly falling rain soaking her hair Excited she moved quickly Anticipating Feeling the chill of the night air Branches hanging low snagging her dress Oblivious to the elements Extremities turning numb Her zealous thoughts she could not repress Sheltering under the trees he saw her running toward him In all her beauty even disheveledContinue reading “Rendezvous”