This little peal of green
Winding through the desert red
Cut its path through rising rock
Stone once silt when waterborne
Now to the sea writhes its decay
Perhaps again to stratify
Tag: Horseshoe Bend
Nearing the Edge
In the failing glow of sunset
She sidles up to precipice edge
Peers into deep shadows
Senses gravity
Emanating from the abyss
Steels herself
Resists anxiety
But resistance
Is anxiety
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Seeking peace
With the imminence
Of eternity
Sun’s Eclipse
This the golden hour
In advance of sun’s eclipse
I am with you
Hand in hand
Follow every laboured breath
A life of laughter, love and kindness shared
With wordless gaze and poignant smile
A tear
A sigh
A tightened grasp
Then return to fitful rest
A slumber which will last the night
But I’ll be here when you awake
In golden hour
Your hand I’ll take
Until at last
Your sun may set
Experience ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #313
It is impossible
To be objective
About an experience
I haven’t had
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