It’s not about the shot It’s about the journey Every riverbank trail Every cold clearing That fades Into forest Fog lying low Brisk noontime throe Looking into the sky Being stared back at By abyssal Overcast Why has this Come to pass? Looking back At the Mountain pass Did these rocks and trees Grow hereContinue reading “Panic”
Pine needles Lying dead on the ground Aren’t forlorn For the loss of themselves Are the buds next spring Harboring the same souls As those decaying into Dry spears down below? Is this why They do not fear the fall?
There’s an alarm clock in my head Going off and I can’t reach the Button up on top to shut it Up and go back to bed for just A few more minutes Drowning out all the other sounds From my waking dreams and Narcoleptic tendecies telling me It’s time to open my eyes andContinue reading “Blue February”
We say night is so Sweet Yet where else do we Miss Being able to see Autumn and winter More? I will always trade in City lights For a single tree Colored with fire Better than the black Nighttime delivers I love more the Ash laid to gutters Dead leaves More wonderful Than these ClockworkContinue reading “Seasoning”
Green tea fappuccino At a coffee shop in Parkland Light and shadow In the clouds Ready to claim The sky Leaves crunch Beneath feet On a sidewalk by A busy street Thick coats Cold bones
Sun’s hanging low Air’s cooling off Seasons are shifting And the summer is lifting Fall is falling Wind begins wailing Leaves gather On the sidewalks Kicking up with Feet chasing deeds Things to do Now that it’s cold Outside on the street And warm inside It’s time to open Windows while we sleep And wearContinue reading “September Sky”