Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Morning

in the afternoon and it's getting late
birds hum in misty air
silence cries,
aloud, in fearless dark.

sky is ready to talk
to me or you
near the sea
on the verge of soothing
freshness
at night.

off to face the light,
tomorrow
when morning isn't long
from  now...

--
written: March 30, 1999

3 comments:

  1. We liked this particular entry.. short and compelling in a way.

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  3. Thanks for the visit and the comment. will be posting more when i'm in the mood. take care :)

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