Metamorphoses

Perhaps the moon will step gently from the sky. Her foot trailing star dust as she glides by.  ~ A body aglow in pale light. Lifting a spirit bright.  ~ Willingly leaving her home in the sky. Living among mortals, nigh. ~ A prayer. A wish. The longing of a lovers kiss.  The flicker ofContinue reading “Metamorphoses”

From ice cream to sticky milk

I put the remote in the freezer. Left my purse at Kroger just to teaser her. ~ One black sock. One blue. A pair of underwear to the back of my shirt, stuck like glue. ~ This one clump of hair won’t lay down. I’ve used so much gel, I could make a crown. ~Continue reading “From ice cream to sticky milk”