Wednesday, 16 October 2019

Shoot-gun


Freckled light
as words crept,

what a
shivering sight...

A cool darkness
drifted, quietly
an ran soundlessly..

The beginning
of a harsh winter …

As we give it away
to the shadowin
the dripping
of sunlight..

Words trapped!
Floating between
emotion
and beautiful enough
to dance
eching the darkness..

Soft!
And light
enough to bounce
in the coolness
of night..

That’s enough now,
let’s head back to
the car…….



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