hold on

Wrinkles in time
weeks nestled in months they pass
forgotten words
love comes then goes
days mixed with hope
they go
colored by life
the black
the red
the dreams we had
“Hold on” he said
Hold on.

Anna K Peters


Silent Ruin


she can’t bring herself
to the end

so she destroys
what she has

for being weak
she must suffer

her end is a dream filled with fervor

Anna K Peters


Revisiting the past….my writing, memories, time. Originally posted back in 2015, this is the new, revised version.


I want to close
my eyes
and walk.

Guided by
each space

The roots of the trees
the measure of wind

Their bountiful voice
a smattering of words

Oh to close
my eyes
and rest.

Life’s gentle purr
on the breeze
where sassafras sings.

Sweet life
I am

Anna K Peters

I tried to tell

I told him you know.
I tried.
Maybe he didn’t hear clearly
my words
hidden between
the lines of gasping and choking
as I was drowning
and now they stare at him wandering
and now they can’t hear me when I say
I tried to tell him.

Anna K Peters