Winds and Windows
evaporated sting, hangs mid air
effervescent of lilac, and stone
ground petal into dust, clouds of rust
falling in winds, in airs of lust
twinkle of light off a window pane
see beyond into the pain
held the sour stale, bare
words to caress, flowing hair
twists come from above
stars falling in a lace
inhale once, twice to remember
how the air laid bare
a soul's stare.
7/8/22 - Andy McRae
Tag: wind
Chilled Autumn Eve
Chilled Autumn Eve
lost in space, or a bench at a park
my mind once a swirl, now just as dry as these leaves
scattered about, shades amber and brown
i could just drown, in this sea of a park
trees bare branch, stripped of all
naked, as the wind caresses us
chills carry down the timbers,
but i feel yet not, still fraught
with a lack, that no chilled autumn eve,
could ever hack.
12/12/21 – Andy McRae
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