
early morning sunlight
piercing my darkness
with a brazen grin
Chaiku ©️ 2020 MW
Her last breath was like
the sound of a leaf falling
he touched a damp curl
In tribute to a friend who recently lost the love of his life.
Chaiku © Mother Wintermoon 2016
Into the chasm
her words tumbled soundlessly
quietly unheard
©️ 2016 Mother Wintermoon
i follow the signs
that arise in my mind
tumbleweeds at my feet
deep in my pocket
there is a tiny hole
through which i weep