Snowflower

This love, it blossomed
as a flower in the
winter cold -
entombed in ice and snow
yet burrowing up
into the warmth
of your sunlit smile.

© Eleanor Clark
25 February, 2016

Change

Look -
one more time
in the mirror.
Tomorrow
will be different,
other, completely
not the same.
Nervous.
Terrified.
Stepping into
the river,
flowing swiftly
forward to
a future I
cannot tell.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
The coming
dawn will
be alight
with fiery
flame.

© Eleanor Clark
18 February, 2016

A Smile

a smile is what
it took -
and joy welled
up and danced
with laughter
in my heart.

Your face,
it wrinkles in
the lines I
love to trace
to the dimple
on your cheek

and run my
fingers down
your neck.
And gaze a
million years
into your eyes

and drown for
a moment there,
your smile and
laughter sparkling,
washing away
the day's sadness.

They say that
love is madness,
but all I feel is
joy, and -
longing for your
coming home

to hold me -
close
your warm
embrace -
and to whisper,
I love you.

© Eleanor Clark
2 February, 2016