Carissa Faulk : Writing

the Path for Spirits

the Path for Spirits

A Poem by Carissa Faulk


She hunches, like an old woman, drops the handfuls of leaves and blooms and leaves. No one comes with her; it would overcrowd. Alon..
The Darkest Hour

The Darkest Hour

A Poem by Carissa Faulk


The darkest hours of the nightare those before the dawn.The quietest, too, are theywhen the earth gasps for a ray of light.The moon has fled, the star..
I Met You in a Dream

I Met You in a Dream

A Poem by Carissa Faulk


I met you in a dream ages ago. You swept my breath away, can I say, I didn’t know, yet I sensed you would be one to stay. ..
The Problem

The Problem

A Poem by Carissa Faulk


I know it’s been forever. I know you probably don’t remember. But that’s the problem, isn’t it? It&rs..
To the Moon

To the Moon

A Poem by Carissa Faulk


The silver ribbon of the road clings to the mountain's side and climbs up, curling slowly, straight to the full moon. We're bathed in..
As a Tune Loves the Waves

As a Tune Loves the Waves

A Poem by Carissa Faulk


I love you as the waves love the moon (you make me aim higher); as the moon loves the sun (you make me shine brighter); as the su..

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