upon a black wing
now painted red with war paint.
songs of old lament.
Archives for June 2017
nose knows rose
a burst of red rose
delights my eyes and my nose.
wild rose of my home.
gray reign
rained on my parade.
my personal dark gray skies.
it’s personal now.
wind mill
wind whispers secrets.
traveling across countries
harboring ill will.
bending bark
on the gnarly bark
caterpillar bends in two.
climbing a mountain.
red beaked
the crow is in black.
an undertaker well dressed
at death’s red banquet.