Fog Ghosts

Heavy rain on snow
Dense mist tendrils creep on in,
White fog ghosts float forth.

Night Owl

I am a night owl,
In the dark I am at peace,
But in the day I worry,
For my stars are out of sight,
But then I feel the sun’s warmth,
And remember,
This star burns our very beloved daylight

Burn On

Come new day, come,
Find me bathed in light anew,
I am the same as yesterday,

but something new
Burns within this flame,
I am in a position,
To seek and hope to find,
With a firm wind at my back,
To fan the flame,
So I may burn,
And burn on

Unchanged

It all falls apart,
The wounds we thought we healed tear
Open
Again,
Habits unchanged,
Characters the same,
We are dancing around in the dark,
Pretending it’s a new day,
But everything is as it once
was
Again