Desert rise
No one to see the bloom Just the scorch of the sun Seared back into the earth Always finding its way to rise again
Night flowers
The bees have gone to hive we're inside now drapes closed under blankets eyes shut after such a long day it feels like we're floating in the echo of their collective buzz thank goodness we can breathe that we're breathing so deep and through the exhales of pitch black darkness we can feel the feasted upon glow of the night flowers
Rolling down the window on a summer’s night’s drive
When the sun’s last light faded we'll never remember besides that was a lifetime ago we're on the way back from nowhere Windows rolled down and what was that you were saying? that's where the conversation ends not that the question was ever asked We should have pulled over earlier now the sign is dark we always blame the heat it's us the melts away
Flight of the dragonfly 