Transformation

late autumn rain
a final scent of summer
rushing through red leaves
a moment of lightness
reliving my broken dreams

 

sunrise
rippling in the bay
her heavy heart

 

blood moon
I see myself
more clearly-
his grip on me
finally gone

 

early morning
my mind in a haze
of wildflowers

 

butterfly-
poppy petals dance
in afternoon breeze

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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