Campfire
Listening to the tides; Beneath the clear night sky as the fire dies. Dissipating imaginations rise but something stokes the flames and the fire burns hot again. Continue reading Campfire
Tag: sunset
Dust
September rain washing away the dust. The autumn breeze clearing away the summer clouds. My horizon descends quickly towards supplication. I think of the last sunset; watching the indigo ink spilling on the pale memories. My Sunshine, losing her smile. Continue reading Dust
August
Another change presentedMake a wish at this momentWe won't say goodbye Continue reading August
Pot of Gold
We despise the sunset; the night taunts our sanity. Twilight beckons our slumber; we are not ready to sleep. We seek the sunrise; the day pretends to matter. Gusting winds hide our voices; pouring rain drowns our presence. Time spent walking, on the wrong side of the road. Meaning is a pot of gold at the end of the mythical rainbow. Continue reading Pot of Gold
