Eyes shut to breath
Deep, in and out
Whistles of the water's dance swim around
The wind brushes soft kisses
All in a moment, home
(can you tell I miss the beach?)
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Lost and Alone
A mind lost now broken at reality
The once strong and straight, sit hunched and crippled
Tears of a sorrow just realized cover the once young face
Brows furrowed at the tear streaked face in the mirror
Mouth opening to comfort, thoughts of hot days
Lost in a world long passed, telling stories of a life unknowingly already passed
Audience capture and unable to leave from it's frame
Brows furrow at the face in the mirror
Lips moving in unison.
Arthritic hands reach to touch a wrinkled face
A mind lost now broken at reality
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