Sure though the light that led me through the day and hastens quickly to its wint’ry bed should deign to paint the clouds like kids at play: spilling flame and orange overhead, and though the shadows gath’ring round would dance their undulating coldness as the wane of mirthful brightness turns at last askance and closes […]
Read more "Though Sunlight Wanes"i am a cloud along the sky blown by wind, i travel sprightly by. i see the kids having picnics with their parents far below. – Transient as morning dew dropped sometimes to earth– through glass i view a family… gathered at table. i wave by twinkling in the light. – And so like light, […]
Read more "From Away"Curling inward like the fern but brown and bent and dead. Bent within and ever in to live for self in sin – We turn in-to that we might seek a way away from outward stares or help that’s sought, to give and see a rescue path away from me – For air is hard, […]
Read more "Incurvatus In Se"Sometimes all the lights go out or make us to believe that they were never really there. You stumble into every wall and trip and fall again. You hear the snickers all around the sounds but not the sights of everybody watching you. – Sometimes every song goes out an arrow in the air that […]
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