Tag: freedom

nowhere the faint mist grey

king crow watches as his subjects loot the pier

how little we know about death and the life after

rooster crows before midnight waking the dead

dreams of a forest trees and flowers of living fire

a second chance at this game it rains again

the emptiness opens the front door

noon moon walking in the rain

we say nothing and let the drizzle die

reading aloud the autumn rain as my witness