What August forgot
the air carries in its chill
14 shades less dire
a choice to believe
that which is least understood.
where and how abouts
were lost to the sound
of that call
..a shrill melancholy
the breeze graced
the surface
of the night stream
the rock beneath waited
for an anonymous soul
to reach, again
towards the depths
of that which
remains forgotten.
Tag: daily writing
#1 Pink Poem
Poem on colors – Pink
In fields where cherry blossoms bloom,
Pink whispers secrets in the afternoon.
A hue of blush, a gentle sigh,
Like cotton candy in the sky.
Roses wear it in their cheeks,
A tender shade that softly speaks.
Of love and warmth, of springtime’s grace,
A color with a gentle face.
From dawn’s first light to sunset’s glow,
Pink paints the world in a tender show.
A kiss of sweetness, pure delight,
A color that makes the heart feel light.
