A Miracle of Time

Wilted were the cherished blooms In the dreary corners, spirits loomed Broken were its prickling thorns Faded was the red it had borne It stooped low and looked down Its shadow dull, its hue brown Days passed in this treacherous state Until hope dawned in its unlikely fate For when those precious drops fell And… Continue reading A Miracle of Time

Poetry, Writing

No Light Without the Dark

Photo by Visit Greenland on Pexels.com When midnight fell and the clock struck twelve and the cuckoo bird sang its usual chirping band The air was cold, it blew in a breeze the darkness allured with its uncanny streak Through the open windows a shadow descended it gripped my heart with vice like fear The… Continue reading No Light Without the Dark