Fireflies Over the Somme
She led me to a lonely forest glade, where fireflies flew and faeries might have played,
The brooding sky was blood red, pure delight, the half-light glowed as dusk turned into night,
We lay among white lilies in the mist, she winked and beat her wings before she kissed,
Then whispered sweetest nothings in my ear, the…Read More

Lighthouse Wife

I married a man of the sea.

Salt lives deep in his bones.
The horizon rests in his eyes
like something he once chased
and never fully left behind.

They told me the war was over.

The uniform folded.
The medals sleeping in a drawer.
The world moving forward
as if violence were a season
that knew how to end.

But…Read More