Crags of crystals Crawl across the Ground- Winter Morning
What creature paces that Eye In man’s guise? Why bladed this song Smiling a Fire?
A bird flashes– Through the snow
Empty streets stare back- Midnight Blue
Drops drown in the light- Dancing their Way to the Ground
Grass shriveled- Tan is death hollowed & straw like Crowns of fur hang with a pallor Of splendor- Gallows of season’s end Gold numbs one awake Where the sun hits the flesh & Air hymns the lung
Too open and the winter knifes it way through & into the heart of one alone A fool forever more Too open and the waters rush in and all falls grey Grabbing the soul with the deluge of today A fool forever more The ache is a thirst not slaked Slowly the lonely chews […]