Daughter in arm with neck strained I doze, wishing her Cozy in her own bed.
Month: November 2017
Departing upon Shadowy and rain-soaked streets Wiper blades wiping. Rain and traffic mist Obscure brake lights and street […]
If I can empty myself of me, I can fully understand you.
Raindrops cling to empty trees Pattering and splattering on fallen leaves Forming a thousand tiny puddles That meander […]
A pigeon coos Somewhere in the tree above Or is it a dove?
