More with Less

I strive to express

more with less

as I sweep through phrases

scything and winnowing

observing life organically

separating grains of truth

switching metaphors

chipping at excess

excising a dry-stone wall

of solid words

to intersect and enfold

fields of imagining

by Carys Owen

Hyacinth

Scent of hyacinth

returns the heart to 

lightness

childhood memories

reassemble

revealing dark cupboards

doors flung open

with excited laughter

hungry for the surprise

pale green leaves and buds

priceless jewels

perfection on a single stem


by Carys Owen

           
                Ta-da!

A crimson stain

below the cloud

bleeds sunlight

into the day

and in a minute

will be gone

in its place
a rosy glow

to mollycoddle 

our bleary eyes


by Carys Owen