Tuesday, August 4, 2015

A Room of My Own: If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

winter moonlight
on my pillow
a strand of her hair

butterflies mating
in a dream
the need to touch my ex

thread by thread
I untangle thoughts of her …
April snowflakes

Note: The title is the concluding line of  "Ode to the West Wind"written by Percy Bysshe Shelley


  1. Beautiful! I like the way you incorporate "Ode to the West Wind." This poem has such resonance. Thank you.