the night is weary.
the sky a black river high.
the earth dry as bone.
Archives for September 2017
lingering goodbyes
the splendor of spring
lingers in the autumn air.
haunting our goodbyes.
summer leaving
yellow fluttering leaves.
they bid adieu till anon.
goodbye summer love.
newly found
upon a green leaf
stretches the arm of relief.
finding myself new.
bound by life
the sorrow of friends
binds journeys to history.
tied by hate or love.
ploughing time
across the ship’s bow
spreading water like a plough.
seeking a future.