Shadow Garden

shadow of a man under a tree black and white

Meet me in the shadow garden when the last yellow window falls asleep. Tiptoe past the lilac and the nameless flowers of the night. Wear a long rustling dress let your hair loose come barefoot. But don’t bring your words with you, not even a greeting. Words are what people make when they try to … Continue reading Shadow Garden

Morning birds

Spring Morning Original Painting Art by Sascalia ( Birds in a tree)

They know something I don’t, these early morning birds, chirping among rays of gold and budding leaves. They know it without knowing it, likes trees and grass know growth like wings know air, like spring knows warmth. These birds without a name, unseen but heard, the heralds of another day, they are wiser than me— … Continue reading Morning birds

White Night

lamp post at night in winter landscape with foosteps in the snow and train tracks on the left and distant lights on the right

Trampling through the snow, floating through the snowflake flurry, I made my way to the edge of the neighborhood where the houses ended and the woods began. It was late at night and all the windows slept. Step after step, I climbed the spiraling incline to the deserted train station. The broken plastic waiting-chairs shivered … Continue reading White Night