.
in the rain...

...

~ ~ Words played from the grave ~ ~
So many years have passed and still I cry...

Majestic swan glides
The liquid mirrored quiet...

.
Cigarette (gravity defying) ash grrrrrew...

...
...Stillness...

Arachnids crawl across a pulsing mind
Preventing sanity an earnest dream...

A thread caught in my eye
as I looked, by and by...

In days gone by the wind blew soft and new,
Just like a lover’s soft caressing kiss...

*Authors note: like a pendulum, this poem should...
from the twelfth strike to the first and then back...

The landscape lay cracked and parched,
Heat still lays beneath the dust, but...

~ ~ _ ~ ~
Light delicate...