As my light becomes dark

I intertwine my words and vision into woven light

Friday, June 29, 2012

Get off at Smith

They removed the shoes
That hung from the sky
Their sadness
Worn by the morning bird
And the sorrow
By the breeze
They left behind
The darkness and wires
No longer the steps
Dressing the sky

Thursday, June 28, 2012

What I know of Love

You are almost gone
But I stand on the edge
Of my words
That might fall
From the beauty
In you