Sunday, September 20, 2015
Midnight
The horsechestnuts have fallen with the showers:
the husk crush meteors, their cream meat littered,
a shard scattered crash on fresh fallen glare
and puddles lingering, like a mind's clear moment
holding night's stars, deeper than the shards.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment