


raindrops roll endlessly down the window pane caught in gravity’s embrace turning I try to walk away I…
A splash of color And the dark begins to sing With a stroke of color Hope is what…

A revised poem, rewritten from the original in 2014. You can view that poem, No Colors Here on…
branches drip down spindly fingers reaching the ground walking the path unbeknownst to you spirits silently laugh breezes…