Posted in California, Life, Prose

I Was Held by the Sun

I was held by the sun

and the warmth lingers on


In the glare of the morning

I saw frosted fields

and moss-covered trees

with people so few,

 

Only I,

with the birds in and through

rusted fences so barbed

and forlorn looking horses

in fields of green

Only I,

There were new perspectives

on oft traveled byways

and leering temptations

towards speed wrenching highways

 

-but I, wandered slowly

content with my pace

at peace with the morning

so warmed by the new smiles

 

of today…..


25 January 1981

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My profile might reflect who I am, what I think and why I write what I do. My profile might just reveal the inner workings of a deranged mind, a helpless soul, and a self-destructive way of living. Don't worry. I'm OK. I've just lost sight of my little sister in the evening clouds....

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