Photo – Holga Jen
The trees bend towards me
as the forest listens to my stories.
I spin stories for the greedy trees
as birds circle and animals play.
The trees beg for just one more,
so I stay a little longer waiting for the rain.
Tag: stories
The Past
You stare into the mirror, hoping for something different.
The person in the mirror is you, and you know who you are now.
It took the broken pieces of your past to come together, just like this mirror, for you to see clearly.
You look into the mirror and say, “Well, a bit of foundation will do.“
Cliff Stories
The cliffs tell stories to the sea from the waterfalls, which cascade down in stages.
The sea finds the cliff’s stories amusing and interesting, for the cliffs are always so melodramatic and ironic.
Sometimes, though, a story touches the sea; She becomes wild and weird.
C & K 