Perfume

It still lingered Where she had been Not as strong As he remembered then The sweetness of vanilla Spice and petals Warm and demure Had continued to settle Into and onto His house, her things It was to her scent He tried to cling But perfume fades Far too fast His time with her Lost… Read More Perfume

The Squall

The snow crinkles  And crumples underfoot Tiny, shiny crystals In every nook Of where I’ve been But where I’m going Those future steps The snow’s not showing Again tomorrow More snow will fall On where I’ve been I’ll try to recall Tiny, shiny crystals After the squall