Oatleaf

... Rain and thunder forces me to seek shelter away from the storm. Water drips off the eaves, needed moisture for the roses new green leaves emerging. After spring rains fall dandelion seeds drift on the wind fill the air conditioner filter. Puddles in the drive waiting for kids to jump in sneakers soon to be soggy. ... substack.com/@branwenspoetry

... A cracked reflection whispers truths concealed; a gaze unwavering into eyes that know the sting of regret. Bubog, raw and unhealed, scars etched across a weary heart. Each flaw, a silent scream, each mistake, a tear uncried. Amid the agony of facing oneself, a battle rages on—to embrace the wounds, to find love in the broken pieces, and to whisper gently to the soul, "You are enough." ... @wenohwhen | Instagram & Threads