possiblissities

A Realm of Sacred Joy

chill

  • Clumps of Color

    By Vivi Sojorhn   Green hangs on as long As it can in bowers of grey The days seem to be a con Though, shorter than yesterday. No matter how warm, even the sun Cannot fool us into believing Because the nights drop a chill on Those branches and now the leaves Hold the losing Read more

  • Befrilliant

    By Vivi Sojorhn   There once was an Egret named Phil He wobbled for the weight of his frill He had no idea ‘Til he saw in a “mirra” He held his head higher in chill.   2025(c)Vivi Sojorhn Read more

  • Where is the Wind

    LANDAY FOR AUGUST In the Desert The quiet hush trips over grains of sand so slight,But who stole desert’s breath, leaving colder the night? At the South Pole Icebergs groan and crack, where winds usually roam,Who snatched the wild gusts, leaving no foam? On a Sailboat The sails barely billow, the sea’s gentle sigh,Just who Read more