Wanderings

The girl next door who plays the piano, begins her music. As her fingertips settle upon the ivories, I allow my mind to wander. Not to far off places at first, just to the end of the garden, stood between two lonesome oaks who, despite one another, always seem sad and companionless this time of … Continue reading Wanderings

Red robin

He sits, patiently: a robin feathering his nest, waiting for the snow, to parade his red breast along the fence, in front of winter’s grandest show.   Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019 Between the Trees UK Between the Trees US Signed copies on Etsy  Image by PublicDomainPictures from Pixabay

Snowdrops

There are snowdrops in the sky, drooping their tiny heads in the dark. Some call them stars but to me they are flowers; snowdrops blooming in winter, light blossoming even in death.   Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019 Between the Trees UK Between the Trees US Signed copies on Etsy  Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

Care in Winter

She trudged through snow, head bent to the blizzard, arms pulled in tightly bracing herself to loop each one beneath your shoulders palms cupping elbows to keep you upright when you believed even the slightest indoor breeze would knock you from your feet. Her bitten fingertips thawed in the winter heat as she flicked each … Continue reading Care in Winter

Summer Rain

My palm blossoms forth, fingers stretching toward the sun reaching for the empty space beside me, reaching out for you;   reaching out for your copper warmth skin wrapped in twilight in a cold Winter's night kiss, your eyes a molten blue.   I curl inward, around cotton memory aching for your return, idyllic Summer … Continue reading Summer Rain