• Footprints

    When I saw the muddy footprints crossing the newly mopped kitchen floor, I was initially furious.  But when I saw the message on the wall, I thought I was hallucinating.  My neighbor had departed from this life six months before and I had yet to fully accept his death.  But the message had to be…

  • Playground

    Where is everyone?  They went to the park to play  Run, jump, swing and slide 

  • West

    Wagon wheels turning  Dust flying into thin air  Blowing westerly 

  • Fall

    With a color splash  Blue skies drown with falling leaves  Yellow, brown, orange 

  • Migration

    I knew the migration would happen as soon as Mr. Walsh walked into the classroom.  My only hope was he had gotten the letter and had headed for the hills.  But either he didn’t get the letter or he didn’t care.  Only I knew what he did and what was coming for him.  I knew…

  • Jack of all Trades

    Student of all things  A master of too many  Never picking one 

  • Ghosts

    He never believed in ghosts  Which is a lie that he boasts  He was always one to scare  His heart being almost bare  Maybe he should move to one of the coasts 

  • Color

    Watching butterflies  Swooping up, down, all around  Colorful flowers 

  • Guilt

    Guilt and self-loathing  Leading me into the dark  Do not turn your back

  • Drawing

    He told me he liked to draw  But everything looked very blah  I wanted to be nice  But I was too full of spice  Maybe, one day, my heart will thaw