Forgotten Locket

Her eyes wonder the window,
Waiting,
Watching the dried land
She searches for her locket
The one with a long antiqued chain
Caressed with streaming designs 
that lead into the inside
engraved with a mermaid
Old but present with the smell
of amber wood and sea salt
Her patience dies
Her lost love for the locket never forgotten
but never found. 

Holocaust Haunts

Deep dark nights,

Smell of flesh,

Taste of death,

Hope is taken and never found,

Love is lost,

Beaten and burned,

Those fear the symbols,

Harming the unique...