Archive for May 13, 2016

the shadows lengthen,
across pastures green,

light recedes,
brushed by the breeze,
enveloping all … … …

as we walk this life, encountering generous spirits, amidst many an apathetic soul,

may we cherish the generosity of spirit, by excising the soulless whole … … …

morning flowers,
secluded in the garden,

never knowing why,
morning dew is ever fleeting,

seemingly, always,
destined to disappear,

and dry … … …

my scribble “Old Sof’town'” appears in Vox Poetica …

Many thanks to Vox Poetica for choosing to publish my piece.

Poetry resists Racism!

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