Gone to Seed
I am no longer able To tend my gardenAnd the friendshipsThat took cultivationHave shriveled and diedAll that are leftAre the … Continue reading Gone to Seed
Tag: elders
Gravitas
There is a softnessA softeningThey don’t talk aboutIt happensDuring the finalMarch of timeWhen the butterfly wingsWe strived so hardTo achieve … Continue reading Gravitas
Old and Gnarly
I have nothing to giveOther than my experiencesAnd some roots of wisdomWritten on my falling leavesMy last hurrah of colorAnd … Continue reading Old and Gnarly
This Old House
Our bodies, our homeMade of flesh and boneAre finite and will crumbleLike sand from stoneEven with constant upkeepEven a carpenter’s … Continue reading This Old House
Barblings 