12.30.2012

18

when i left home,
             landed in Europe.
no apron strings, 
or room for judging others.

things changed that year.
though mostly,
i was the one 
who changed.

landing upright,
i learned 
change wasn't all bad,
and the future 
holds more hope than fear.

Change, good or bad, planned or unexpected ~ is just around the corner.
                Join dVerse poets on changing poetry as we enter 2013.

12.13.2012

like the reverberating strings
housed in the warm belly of a grand,
my heart comes to life with
each turn of the melody
and new verse this song
life brings