From towering limbs They drop, gently floating down - Coloring the sky.
[NO SPOILERS] I guess I have Game of Thrones to thank for my latest obsession. I recall seeing countless advertisements for Succession during the ill-fated Season 8 of Game of Thrones. The premise Succession seemed intriguing enough but I resisted the temptation to watch until a few weeks ago. At the time I was too … Continue reading Succession: My Latest (TV) Obsession
Black bodies pulsing, Pecking; An ominous sign? A murder most fowl?
I think I am falling, Down a dark hole; No obvious stumble, Yet here I go. No spark of interest, No energy to spare, No urge to engage, Or even to share. Just snap out of it now - I know they will say; Were it that easy, To get up and play. But hard … Continue reading Falling
Hello! Do you see? No yet, oh no, but soon - ho! Cold, dark, mean winter!
Screams deep in the night Awaken primal fears; long Buried memories. Walls offer safety, comfort - And loss of our feral self.
Enveloped by green. Golden light, birdsong, warm breeze. Quiet contentment.
Burst of flame, pleading A lifeless gray sky, asking To let in some light.
Look! I’ll be gone soon... Back to where I came, to sleep - Until I return.