Monday, October 8, 2018

Deeply in a fog*


Deeply in a fog*

Early this comes, dismal in the morn
The fog rolls in, something to be warn
A breath blows deep from beyond the shore
Little droplets of dew settle, it sees an open door
So this moment in time, feels so gray
But right behind all this, one hopes for a sunny day

Dom*Colucci © 2018

Wind, a forced entry*

 Wind, a forced entry* A wind blowing day, is outside my door Whipping all around but don't know what for Maybe it is to show its streng...