Hope lived here, once
you can still see where it grew
drafts of empty drama blow there now
Not knowing what to say, or when
and overdone
the unclear message echoes away
Illusion of day and night
turning towards, and back again
and hanging on in endless silence
4 comments:
Know this feeling all to well. Photo matches your words perfectly!!
what a phenomenal sky
like pat i've shared these times
hope that putting them into words so well is also a help
Wow, Steve I love the photo and the verse...
How wonderful to have you back writing again.
Best wishes
Annie
Thanks to each - we all know these places :)
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