Just letting the constant stream of words flow….
Another hard day Winding down the last hour My favorite part Just me and you now Pajamas robe and slippers We sink in and rock
By kathleen rojasabout a year ago in Poets
Sink down into the soft cream plush and release a sigh of tension that was held in all day. It’s night. It’s time to put up my slippered feet and glide.
Fertile or barren birth and playing field of life receiver of death Offspring from the sun crackles the abandoned husk
Fresh burst cuts right through Later lazily yawning a sleepy soft breath Beneath sun-baked dust Pitch enveloping blanket