My Eclipse

Although austere,
yet absolute, complete
a solitary existence was mine.

Spellbinding, you came along
unbeknown shade to my shine
the welcome eclipse to a shrine.

An ardent irrevocable ring
no love bargained
boundless as the stars in the night.

Short, tender marriage
christened “Curt!” “Contrived!”
this jubilant union of darkness & light.

Image Credits:Victoreia

Saving Grace

A preview of a new piece I’ve been working on:

you write so often
blithely words so profound.
like fallen maple leaves of autumn
red, precious, gathered from the ground.

I hold them in my heart again
Piecing it together, grain by grain.
breaking the barrier, breaching the silence,
my questions reverberate in a quiet refrain.

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