Missing Link

Broken Potentilla

She had no idea that love was the missing link

until she discovered

how to chain her broken heart

to the┬ástars…

Night-Time Gazing

night-time pine

Night-time gazing overhead

puts daily turmoil into place,

inky depths on silken thread

define the infinite of space;

and while my tears in silence fall,

I am but one on cosmic plane;

galaxies count such sorrows small –

I am but single link in chain.