against the Sun

i want to write
but the words dangle like crow
on a wire
against the Sun
their black shine ablaze
i no longer fly to join them
they caw and move on
the old man is done
i watch as they become small
and fade into the darkening skies
time to put the black book away
the Sun has set

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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