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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