Feb 28, 2021


In fear we cling

Over eyes like yours.

Shivering in cold breeze,

or simply damp squibs.

On rainbow mats.

In depleted tree trunks,

Emptiness full of gaping holes.

Shadows creep like empty hearts,

Often broken darkness.

Thundering silences.

Nightmaring through nights

filled with memories of days

long gone.

Rainy days and puddled paths

Muddied soles scrunched.

Past and present collide

in a mix of memories and mess.