the corners of my mind
the silent places you seek in the darkness
just before the sun comes up
on a summer night
spent
in the company of story
and all the words you wrote
were the echo of your sanity
falling from a perch on orion’s
back
onto pages thin as petal
and the whispers you carried
were your gravity
.
.
.
August 4th, 2015 at 1:36 pm
oh i love how you put that… so much delicious tenderness and mystery in the words and mind of a writer
August 4th, 2015 at 4:29 pm
Found you at Claudia’s site. Good to read someone new.
August 5th, 2015 at 2:18 pm
…the words you wrote were the echo of your sanity…
Beautiful and I feel a spiritual nuance. I will spend more time with this because I want to sense the real meaning. Thank you SO much!
Gerry