The treetops are dirty As the sun goes down The wind is gentle Through my fingers ~ Lines separating ages And ages of things Dusk is when I sing Where I disappear I come alive In the colors The calmness of the day The piles of thoughts ~ Another dimension Flirting incandescently with The times … Continue reading I Am My Own – February 19, 2024
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We All Disappear – February 9, 2020
When the fog settles in The street lights Glow a little wider. Up that hill Just ahead I see my way, It’s not clear. The red lights disappear Flat, on the horizon line. I’m left wandering, Will I?
DoRee MelNic 