The Shadows in the dusky mirror
Had charms haunted by demons
The burning trees by the lake
Witnessed angry birds with laments
Motionless flowers in my garden
Had colors torned up in fragments
Cruel clouds approaching close with
Thunder storms in fiery intentions
Even the wind had so much to say
smoking leaves and ugly patterns
The ghost town just kept stand still
While my soul kept collecting remnants
Of the feelings that I once carried
Broken pieces of unsettled emotions
Ron
We try to write what our heart says and what we feel inside.
Cheers !
Love ya!
Jane