Queen of the Night

As twilight moves away

and darkness engulfs me with its

solemn breath
you come to me
and we open ourselves to
one another
our skin soft and delicate
as exotic kadupuls
blooming
beginning
and
end




"ellecee"

Written in response to Susie's prompt on

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

Thin Ice

There I am

unaware

the ice is thin

I have cold feet

but that's not

anything new

No sign of cracks

no warning boom

I stand alone

watching

waiting

for the inevitable

falling

into frigid water

fortunately

I have webbed feet

I know how to swim

"ellecee"