3/29/17

Flickers


Just suppose.
That we are in the dark.
No light.
Virtually blind.
Hopeless.

Suddenly.
Illuminations burn.
Ablaze.
What was heard is seen.
In glory.

3
6
2
5
3

Only light.
Eliminates darkness.
Flickers.
The tune of always.
Forever.

Scurry up.
Fight the rain and the wind.
Quite dim.
Still enough to see.
Still some glow.

Trail Dog

  Gimme some shelter, Gimme some rust. Gimme a trail dog, If you must. On the highway, Dodging cones. Big trucks passing by, Long way from h...