halfway home: set the bucket down and let the autumn moon settle in calm waters
Tag: Singapore
blessed be your heart if it is full of wildflowers for grief will never take root
hold my beer: pond’s edge a gazillion eyes of frogspawn gaze back
the centuries old well sings only when sunlight reaches its bottom
the morning mist reaches out a tendril and touches the tip of tongue: alive
wildflowers by the autumn coast reinventing the dance of waves
all we do is take: when nothing grows give the earth a year to dream
is your heart heavy with dew? whiskey and conversations with the trees might help
autumn swallows charge into the morning fog: godspeed my friends
autumn noon the sun is gone and the grey holds us hostage
