Longing

I feel, in me, a deep longingFor emerald mountains and sapphire lakes.For the smooth, cool feel ofWater as it ripples along the side of a canoeon your footas you dangle a leg over the edge,Sun reddening your skin,Sparkling on the surface of the water.I long for island picnicsexploring thick overgrown brushof a place long forgotten.For…

Hopeful

The only thing I can say for certainNo matter how long the night may beHow cold it isWhen steely gray clouds thicklyBlanket the skyCovering the only glint of lightGiven off by some distantburnt out star orSliver of the moonAfter everythingthe sun still rises.In a burst of grapefruit orange and redThe midnight black gives wayTo the…