There is a coziness In the grey, cold light Of autumn rain. Radience perhaps From gold and yellow Of linden and ash, Or residue of late Summer's bloom yet unfrosted In the garden mud. Yes, I would snuggle Down warm in the flesh And dream.
10/07/2006
Posted on 10/15/2006Copyright © 2024 Leonard M Hawkes
I'm really pleased to see works by you again. Your words are truly from close to the heartbeat of the earth. Thank you.