Damask Rose

A rose by any other name. . .

My damask rose,

fragile pearl beyond price.

The sadness in your eyes,

that cuts my heart.

A new day is coming,

across this vast, intimate distance.

Hold on to all that you are.

I will catch you when you fall.

Cool Water Woman

A storm is coming across the island.

It brings a dark rainbow made entirely of gray.

The wind is wet, but doesn't chill me.

It makes the blinds rattle, chatter like frightened teeth.

The windchime protests in discordant notes.

I brush Cool Water Woman on my skin;

Watch the white caps upon the harbor.

Night is coming fast.

You've been looking for me all your life.

Now, I'm looking for you, too.

The Cat House on the Kings – No Kill Sanctuary