Run Away With Me – August 12, 2020

Blackened trees


Against the setting of the sun

Drawing in

A taste


Swishing around

Strung up puppets


In the dark

Tattered drums


And connected

Dragging their feet

As everything

Fades into the disappearing sky

Softening through this distance

We cannot see

Leaving behind all else

Held up


15 thoughts on “Run Away With Me – August 12, 2020

  1. Magnificent and fascinating poem, very evocative, my heart is lost in your poem! 😍♥️♥️♥️ I’m totally fascinated by your fabulous verses and photo, the sunset touch my heart! ♥️

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      1. Pre-covid, I’d walk to the grocery story on Saturday, early in the morning. As I would walk home, the trees would flatten against the sky just barely lit by the un-risen sun. You captured that.

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