SWEETER THAN THE LARK’S SONG

White perfection like cirrus clouds on a sweltering southern mid-afternoon, Lay the cotton  blanket of white whispers speaking hauntingly and softly. My eyes gazing on a snowy speckled pattern, as I could hear melodic singing. Melancholy voices, expressions shared while talking of their joint sorrows, Bended aching backs and thin arms carrying heavy sacks of the … Continue reading SWEETER THAN THE LARK’S SONG

Merry-Go-Round

On a merry-go-round of perception on a tall prancing, painted horse, Shifting patterns of movement and thoughts are fleeting swiftly by, Recesses of memories, flying by with odd faces, I try to stay the course. Tightening my grip on leather straps, I can remember those days gone by, A small, speedy heart is pumping, as … Continue reading Merry-Go-Round