Sunday, July 27, 2008

sunrise

willowy branches
dappled in shadow
sparkling with light
in the mellow dew
of morning's mist

Friday, July 4, 2008

lost in thoughts

sitting by himself
in a lonely corner
eyes upon the ceiling
counting the cracks
sunbeams cross the floor
as time slowly passes
he watches the dust
float through the air
bones ache and groan
but still he sits alone

a drop in the ocean

she sat alone upon the bluff
looking out across the sea
a song did issue from her lips
of sorrow soft and sweet
teardrops fell from her cheeks
to mingle far below
with salty waves and ocean spray
to drown in the deep