Thursday, October 22, 2009

I

More than anything
I wish for music, to sooth
This aching within-

II

She sat there frozen
Bewildered that i should know
Mouths being sewn closed.

III

I feel if I come
And watch your moving truck load
I surely shall frown.

IV

This week has been long
The sense of being pulled down
Under a rip tide.

No comments: