even when Spring is grey
and cold rain lashes the blossoms
there is still a warm window
to watch the birds
seek
their Spring nest
and cold rain lashes the blossoms
there is still a warm window
to watch the birds
seek
their Spring nest
The fog moves on...
Carl Sandburg
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Friday, September 27, 2013
Thursday, September 26, 2013
it is late...
it is late
life is still
just me and
the rush and roll of the waves
remind me
it is late
life is still
just me and
the rush and roll of the waves
remind me
it is late
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
I cannot tell him...
I cannot tell him
the truths he spins
are cloudy
many threads
are frayed
broken
the truths he spins
are cloudy
many threads
are frayed
broken
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Friday, June 29, 2012
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