We’ve …

We’ve walked in the amber dusk

breathing in the ginger spice

which seemed always to undulate in the air.

Our breath has condensed in silvery puffs,

spiraling up to kiss the sky’s glassy surface.

And our eyes have followed those steamy trails

till only stars greet our wondering gaze

and the night falls silent with our awe.


We’ve whispered in the depths of fiery August

when the sun has berated us with its scorching touch

and the river water lapped at our ankles.

As we’ve exhaled our words have melted

and become lost to the current,

singing on its way back to the ocean

from which we were birthed.


We’ve cried in the showers of April,

when our tears flowed heavier

than the rain which beat at our heads.

Yet when we’ve ran dry

we’ve titled our heads once again

and stared up at the blue.

Hands outstretched,

mouths yawned wide,

we’ve cried out in amazement

as mother nature shed her tears

in immortal empathy.


5 thoughts on “We’ve …

      1. Most peeps flow is drizzle like beside the oceanic deluge of yours…you rain words….with you words are thoroughbred beautiful steeds…you ride them better than Alexander the great rode Bucaphelus..his horse….


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