Tag: freedom

the kind word buried in auburn twigs

sea breeze straddles autumn grass blade

ignorance and inaction; sayonara, Earth.

the body forgets and the dark remembers

autumn’s grace

bug on ground a dandelion clock floats by

a sip and the autumn night floods the veins

full swing the gin sets the soul on fire

morning light fills the body crevasse

cemetery ginko no turning back