on top of the notes
i follow the lithe dancers.
tango on fire.
Archives for September 2017
sunshine light
in the deep star bright
was i born with ready plight.
cradle to grave’s fight.
gold petals
leaves of gold currency
fall in piles across my path.
king surveying my kingdom.
lost souls
each year we are robbed.
thieves steal from the best of us.
we poorer for it.
blame the flame
the dark moon shadow
hides the specters of bright light.
forged in flames of night.
hounds of hoar frost
across the prairie
icy whiskers sniff the ground.
the coming winter’s hound.