January Shine
breath rises like prayers for the new year as we set our faces like flints with hope to the promise of spring
Tag: clouds
Evensong
… the only listening eyes are mine.
Dusk
Marking my day by the length of the shadows stretched over the fields of my past.
Midair
I’m not talking anymore Every word I have to say Is trite cliche that falls on stoney ground Words going nowhere at the speed of sound I’m not falling anymore Where I am is where I’ll stay Beyond the fray they say will settle down We’re going nowhere at the speed of sound For JoAnne… Read More Midair
Robert Müller and the Way Home 