Curious Life

The burst of sun
rose up
to see
the flowers shivering
and alive,
their faces bright with
curious life.

Paralysis

The soul
felt a terrible ache,
the years went
slowly numb
in a spread of paralysis,
of shock,
an inward emptiness
in her soul.
Like dead leaves crumpling
to powder,
blown away on the wind.

Romantic Illusion

The overwhelming pressure
of that
romantic illusion.
Fate hardly matters.
You adapt to believe there is
an absolute one
for you.