Comet

stars sail across the sky as they fly by I snatch their tails a trail of glitter left behind and my hair a comet’s tail it’s bitter cold but the lights are so clear from up here I wonder why I didn’t grab hold sooner tara caribou | ©2020

Rock Climber

I’m slipping Scrabbling for purchase I want to climb To reach your outstretched hand Yet The toeholds are small The fingerholds smaller I jam my fingers in the cracks Crevices Moss falls away Pebbles and rock slip beneath me Clattering to the valley floor I don’t want to look down But I do There are […]