Once green and verdant,
winter leaves sit and decay
methodically
on mud-caked concrete, gazing
up at their former glory
Tag: vss
Valor
Valor is
a false king
on a crimson throne.
The suburbs
The suburbs
a continually cracking
edifice to an illusion
The eraser
Borders
ink lines on paper
at the drafter’s desk
the pen as potent
as the eraser
The Laughing Tree
Beyond knee-high grass
onward to the Laughing Tree
dancing with joyful
autumn colors, ablaze, even
though few ever came to watch
The where will be
I do not know when it will end,
but history has given me the hint
the where will be the beginning
