No-Prompt Thursday: May 16, 2013

An Invitation to Walk

Stepping off the cobblestone
to follow a moth flown path
of loose circles turning a tighter spiral toward
a flickering flame of bitter self pity,
her mood is eclipsed by a brighter light
coaxing it gently
to stop the spin
and fly for fresher air.


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Haiku [untitled]

Winter and the cold snow bring the dark-eyed juncos. My heart, full, watches.