Blinded by the light You are all that I see, all That I hear, I feel
Wrote this two or three Halloween's ago, Still my favorite 🙂 A tisket, a tasket a gangrene-yellow basket full of hearts from lovers passed stolen from their caskets I stopped them, I chopped them On my plate I dropped them Savoring the flavors of my feast made to satiate my inner beast
The path before me; It's winding back and forth No straight steps, just stumbles Tumbles, and falls. Pebbles beneath me knees Dirt covering my palms I lay here, still and quiet Listening to the subtle rustle Of forest birds and cricket calls As they sing to the setting sun Hailing the approaching dark As the … Continue reading The Road Less Travelled
Each moment passes Accompanied by the tick Tock of the clock
September ended Before it began, I saw a thousand birds fly.