Poetry. By me. Many of the poems are dark in nature, but not all. Enjoy.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Enough
no drama in the sunset: a subtle line of hues edges cumulus darkness cloud banks, deepen as a slice of bliss peeks out, Soft sigh breeze flicks by, Little balm for eyes that ache: enough for now, tonight.
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