No One There For Me
Poem At the end of the day when Sun is setting and all summer dwellers are playing tango in the lights of crimson, pink and auburn I’d hold you forever, never let it...
Tagged: sorrow
Sinking Above Ground
Poem Standing at your grave surrounded by greying grass and spindly trees that reach for youth like the gnarled hands of a wise one, and wilting stones of those passed long before you...
