In a chrysalis
Curating incubating
Butterfly to be
poetry
Solitaire
Home alone at last
The mixed blessing of quiet
Home alone a lot
Swell
Fast ferry across
Could not cut the chop enough
To outrun the waves
Breeze
We sit we sip we
Talk we laugh we cry we see
Rabbits and our lives
Alit
Happy alien
Landed on the shore to share
A smile in the sand
B
Bee sweet my honey
Healing soothing elixir
Like her words to me
Evaporate
Droplets dew drizzle
Leaf holding space for her tears
To dry in the sun
