of needles and haystacks
in the haystack
you were the needle within
serendipitous delicious connection
magnetism at great distance
no masks
no games
pure joy
alas only for a moment
entangled fearful in your mind
you became the straw
shattering the animal’s back
your soul glimpsed the clear waters
of happiness
of chance
of rising
of you becoming more
alas your mind enveloped you
consumed you
dragged you
clawed you
buried you in the fog
I play in the field with pixies
I smell the orange blossoms
I feel the breeze on my cheeks
I taste the clarity of my soul
I see many truths
I embody resilience
–Maida Hewton 2022
ENOUGH
time fractured
love dismissed
a life compressed
discarded
insignificant
non-existent
rushing stream
soft moss bed
dignity lay fragile
lifted into the breeze
swirling wisps of smoke
touching wings
carried into the layers
re-emergence in a bolt
droplets . . . pools of tears
heart on fire . . . roaring
rising to the peaks
gliding through the valleys
emissions of strength gleaned
sorrow flushed
dreams in clarity
silence is held preciously
I. AM. ENOUGH.
–Maida Hewton 2022