Tanka I : Dance of Violets and Dervishes

Sings his Serenade

Soft. White.Still. Snow. Red silk rose.

Tree’s single flower

Whirling, blue tulips join in

Warm. Now they sing, dance in rain.


(Perhaps unoriginal response to Tree’s Single Flower and Blue Flower’s Dance)


Our love is not like a fairy tale; a short love note

Our love is not like a fairy tale


Our love isn’t like those fairy tales. It’s imperfect…. messy… unconditional…true. It is here in the deep trenches of this real world. But we have those magic moments. There’s no way to know what the future holds.  There is no need to promise what is already true. I will love you forever.

for Rory