Settle sun, you warm me when
I fall behind in my thoughts,
Hold onto the repetition of attachment.
The cold floor can come to claim my tears
Settle sun, I ask on those days
There is no voice in me
I become a well
Regardless of time, sorrow blackens
Settle sun, pieces of me stay this way
When you rise again
You will see no difference
When you warm me.
October 6, 2012 at 12:43 pm
This is a lovely poem. Since I am in a snafu with WordPress I won’t be able to follow your blog. I wish you all good things. Let the words flow…
October 7, 2012 at 7:51 am
I hope every thing gets cleared up. Thank you so much for your comment!