Wrapped in wisteria
Wounded by dreams
There are so many
Moments that I wish
Could be unseen
These spring
Fevered dreams
That keep me
Awake at night and
Anxiety filled days
That constantly ask
Am I doing
This right?
When the voice
Of reason
Left
Long ago
And your
Aching
For something
But
What it is
You don’t know.
💫Amber Comber
My ground is covered
With sweet gum balls
My bare feet hate stepping on them and
I know my neighbors wish they were gone
However
The Goldfinches
Carolina chickadees and
Carolina wrens
Thank me with song
The sun is returning more each day
Chasing the darkness and my blues away
I run to bask in the rays of light
Screaming
As each gum ball pierces my skin
Smiling
As I stumble upon my daffodils
The harbingers of spring
Drenched and bent like
Horns
In all their golden glory.
💫Amber Comber
