A summer evening:
Crickets chirp soft, secret songs
While frogs serenade.
"Don't forget the milk!"
She cried to him as he left:
The last words they shared.
Faded love letters
Unearthed by a pack rat on
A rainy Sunday.
Saturated earth:
Road rivers flowing into
A parking lot pond.
Flower-scented days
Spent drowsing in a hammock
Daydreaming of you.
Windows to the soul . . .
Melancholy and tear-blurred
Like rain-spattered glass.
Windows to the soul . . .
Melancholy and tear-blurred
Like rain-spattered glass.
The movie theater:
A place where magic is shared
With friends and strangers.
I wrote this after rushing home from seeing Harry Potter. Yeah, I sorta just phoned this turd in. Sorry. I hope to have a better one tomorrow!
Little and lifeless . . .
Discarded and meaningless . . .
An abandoned corpse.
Saturated earth:
Road rivers flowing into
A parking lot pond.
"Don't forget the milk!"
She cried to him as he left:
The last words they shared.