scraps of rusted metal,
tumbled mine buildings,
splinters of fallen trees—
running clear and cold, the creek
makes music of everything
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged junk, music, optimism, poem, poetry on October 21, 2016| 1 Comment »
scraps of rusted metal,
tumbled mine buildings,
splinters of fallen trees—
running clear and cold, the creek
makes music of everything
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged candide, fool, love, optimism, poem, poetry on February 1, 2015| 3 Comments »
reading the same book
somehow certain that this time it
will end happily