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 hardContinue reading “Falling”
Tag Archives: poetry
The Herald
Hello! Do you see? No yet, oh no, but soon – ho! Cold, dark, mean winter!
Domesticated
Screams deep in the night Awaken primal fears; long Buried memories. Walls offer safety, comfort – And loss of our feral self.
Eden
Enveloped by green. Golden light, birdsong, warm breeze. Quiet contentment.
October
Burst of flame, pleading A lifeless gray sky, asking To let in some light.
Cycle
Look! I’ll be gone soon… Back to where I came, to sleep – Until I return.
Bandit
BANDIT Stealth steps through the night. Curious, feral and masked – At home in the dark.
Gold
GOLD Scurry draws the gaze – The Sun’s favorite among trees, Crowned in golden light.
Leaf Peepers
LEAF PEEPERS Audible gasp, “Oh!” Vibrant colors! Reds! Orange! Joy before the cold.
Yankee Summer
YANKEE SUMMER So scarce, fleeting here. Bursts of green; long, golden days. Warmth not long to stay.
