Thursday, November 19, 2009

The Holding

Not thought
Thinking caught
Gravitating erasing

Supercedes
Wake of day
Culminating facing

Naught to find
Naught to hide
Naught to talk
Quickly

All is well
As with sell
Closure completes
Sickly

Some may seek
Of the creek
Slowly passing
Waters

Find the dam
Stops the slam
Of evident algae
Alters

Growth of green
As is seen
Comes from solemn
Retriever

Makes the day
Of passed away
Ever heavy
And sweeter

No comments:

Post a Comment