the sun lingers
between the branches.
holds the spaces
vacated by the silence
of the leaves.
it is all so bare.
and so full.
a light.
so bright.
reduced
to shadows.
// hudsonbiko
Tag: spilledink
rebirth (revisited)
there are times
when i do not fear
the fall.
when i look at the streams
run down the earth.
and think.
of all the ways.
the pour
helps the flowers
rise.
// hudsonbiko
plan
i do not worry.
about the life
i will have.
or the person
i will be.
in five.
ten.
fifteen.
or thirty.
years.
that person is coming.
together.
waiting.
for me.
there.
// hudson biko
glisten
hues of blue
unfold
across the canvas
of scattered clouds.
the wind is dim.
and the sun is crisp.
and there are hearts
that are aching.
for what could
have been.
somewhere
// hudson biko
set
there are parts
of our hurt
we hold.
until
we don’t know
how
to let go.
a quiet ache.
we come.
to love.
// hudson biko
hudson biko 