Fog Drifts Between The Redwoods

redwoods-405929.jpg

Fog drifts between the redwoods
Those giants of this land
What once was will never be again
Couples walking hand in hand
Eerie thoughts lost in the mind
Our souls cleansed in the falling rain
Can I disappear into the mist
Will that erase this lingering pain
Which direction is the truth
I’ve lost all senses in the time
I cannot find the forgotten beauty
Living life with a wedge of lime

Advertisements

Hitting Rock Bottom With An Articulate Woman

  

Hitting rock bottom with an articulate woman

Now I can see love was not in her view

Misguided choices of delicate wonder

Bringing to the forefront curiosity anew

You may call it a travesty or much worse

I am merely a person of no consequence

Our downfalls reside within our own skin

Hate me, but no blame for her moral sense

I never knew her purpose & never asked

Burned once for being too close to her wiles

Recoiled with her artifice grasped at last

Any form of compassion was not her style