And so began the small talk to cover the silence…

“Stillness”

Surrounded by the grassses

The wind softly rustled the blades

Awakening the halcyonic stillness around her

She knelt to the warm ground

Armed by the remains of the sun’s rays

“I miss you” she whispered.

And so began the small talk to cover the silence…

Three Word Poem [eclipse, cradle, drift]

The eclipsing shadow on his faceCradling him in my armsI can do nothing but stareTo be here againDeep into his eyesThe glassy blue that is reserved only for a childI rememberWhat it was likeBack to truthClasping to memoriesAll I have leftMy eyes closeIt drifts away