Lark perched
on phone wires--
Do you feel all the words that
Pass beneath your feet? |
Reclusive moon, hid,
Where in the sky¹s dark are you?
Grace me with your smile. |
Wind-driven raindrops,
Flung flat against the glass pane,
Roll lifelessly down. |
The timid sun creeps,
Pale and uncertain, upward,
Wearing winter doubts. |
The hooting train horn
Pierces the night's steeped hush, an
Exotic birdcall. |
Splintered, sun-struck ice
Glistens sharply on the ground
In cold orange fire. |
Each tomorrow's dawn
Bleeds with yesterday's leeched grief
Yet glows with promise. |
Lost in his eyes, I
Looked straight to his heart but could Not see our future.
|
Vacant-eyed woman,
Has your tired brain shut down?
Are you still in there? |
Pillow of clouds can't
Cushion hard realities
Of the warring world. |
