He lingered a beat too long Lured in by the promise of more Hat lost in the oncoming drifts Buttons punctuating the silence Plinking one by one onto white Then covered in impending doom He stands, poised and stately Awaiting disintegration With unintended grace. Sam Continue reading Death of a Snowman
When seen from below, through the lens of a first time viewing, you can see forever but only in rectangular form. The numbers obscure the view but not enough to blind you to the reality of two trees, a lamppost, and the brick facade of buildings across the street. This is minimalist. This is Philadelphia, … Continue reading Minimalist
The dew in the grass is ankle deep As far as the eye can see Bare feet soaked in that moment Before realizing you can fly. Sam Continue reading Morning Dew
Diana, I miss your smile Subtle and charming Deeply entrancing Even though we never met Your soul in the water Washing over limestone The frolic paused To remember you As I often do. Sam Continue reading Relic
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