snatched

Fire's burning,
contented dog spread out..
DVD's loaded...
hubby's gone for wine...
time for mine
(stone, that is)

on the prowl

my eyes open
in the darkest hour

my ears hear
the mocking bark of a fox at the gate

sifting the debris
of yesterday

shalom

We broke the bread
I tore a chunk
and chewed and wept
and wept and chewed

You passed the cup
I took a gulp
and knew my life and soul
renewed

sad

I've slipped behind..
somehow I find it hard
to share the sadder side
of life

skimming

fingers hover

hesitate

words form in black and white

a stone?

no

desperate

...__________

As the sun sets
parallel lines streak
across the sky
dot - dot - dotting
into oblivion

inner healing

.....beautiful in the eye of the beholder
....are the wounds
....that are healed