Light blurring
through stone grey
footsteps following
in breath’s rhythm
stopping
looking over
left and right
through fallen brown
and slow death
standing in diffused blue
alone
listening
perceiving silence
in narrow lanes
muddied by ancient boots
that trod the verge’s well
where loss
lingering long
with tears stinging
in fear’s grip
curls a gnarled coil
of a dark affair
creeping in and
scratching innocence
in satisfying
dark desire.
Kindness calls
giving way
to beam of sun
stretching a smile in
a broth of calm
breaking shallow breath
catching Hope’s air
in deep arrows
to diaphragm
where springs
summer rain
quenching the dust
of dry shame
where rest
in green
is a passing reel
of heavenly glee.