Footsteps pass through the room. Voices spill and fade. Someone weeps. Someone prays. All of them kind, and all of them far away.
Category: Poems For An Open Mind
Crossroads
Up before your partner, out the door before he wakes.
Tending to the daily grind, not seeing our love at stake.
Shadow Train
Smoke on the horizon, moon ridin’ low,
Steel rails hummin’ where cold winds blow.
A train and its shadow, side by side.
Ridin’ the rails with nothing to hide.