no mask
no cover
no voice
no sound
solo
in my verse
as light fades
***
for pain
has no shelter
nor has love
***
silence
Photo credit :- morgen-danach
For cindy
the crimson light
of a newborn day
joie de vivre in
every breath I take
treading footsteps
echo the sound
of silent innuendos
as thoughts fly away
like nectar dripping
invading my senses
where muses play
I’ll write you a verse
and softly whisper
“come play”
***
(Picture taken by yours truly at 5am on my daily 8km walk..phewww)
The River Literary & Artistic Journal honored me by announcing this blog their blog of the month.
A huge thank you from me to theriverjournal .… My muse was on hiatus far too long.
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