Poem: The Wishing Hour

The wishing hour Is those rare hours Between sunset And moonrise darkness Where wishing stars Can be seen The wishing hour Is when I found you Lonely in a field waiting But for what Was it for me The wishing hour She said to me Is when I feel hopeful Sending wishes To the heaven

Poem: Revolving Fortunes

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Poem: Threads Wrapping Us Intertwined

I cannot tell you
of all the strings
I watch dancing
sewn and unraveling
a string for friends
a string for family
a string for scorn
a string forgetting
a string for each
gossamer threads