Leaves are falling silently to the ground
Nothing is making a sound
Hush now the leaves are falling like tear drops
Watch as they spatter on the ground
Like rain drops
People are crying in the streets
When will we learn?
When will we see?
Turn around, look, tell me
What do you see?
Do you see or have you all gone blind?
Darkness is fast approching
Save it,
Hold It,
Bear with it,
Hush now the leaves are falling.
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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Take care and keep writing.
Denise
Be always safe,
Karen