sun peeking through treetops

Poetry, Flash Fiction, Short Stories

Poetry, flash fiction, short stories are tied
one to the other by words uttered and words unspoken.
Ends of lines, commas, periods, puncture your lungs
and force another breath
before your eyes fall upon letters that make
the next word the next word, and the next word changes your thought,
alters the colours only you can see in the palette you mixed
with a single light, or a multitude, beside you, above you.
Tears and joy, entertainment and lessons
swim together and swarm your soul
while you turn page after page with each step
that you take on the journey that renews each time
the cover is bent open.