The Dim Echo of Passing Light

The Dim echo

of light passing 

by only to stand

in the still life.

How teary eyed echoes

wager thus

and iron carriages

carry it on.

Only a drunken peace

can be the vice.

They can only stare.

Never worry,

there is solace

to be had on 

a cloudy night.

1/29/11

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s