Monday, March 28, 2011

Foiled

Nature has measured up again
Blasting us with water
Grumbling like a naughty child
Rebellious

Sandra S.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

space and time


She sits quietly, noticing the rain
the gentle tap-tap
that measures the minutes
that drift into hours
and before it can even begin
the day has ended
and she has not moved forward
not even an inch
but her heart is light as she buries
her soul in the story
of love and loss and survival