December 5, 2016




Summing up some/things you can’t count on

Is  dumb.

When the wind whisks debris

Away. To kingdom come

And comes back   to tease.

Where my moon rebuffs  enough

Sunlight  to shake me awake

Until daylight   spoils the spell.

When passion is a ebbed sea,

Then ennui may dwell,

Grave missteps must only step up &

Soon it’s counted. Moonlit debris.



2 Responses to “SUM RHYME”

  1. inkbiotic said

    I like the halting rhythm in this, like the random scattering of debris in the wind (did I get that right? I’m still figuring out this poetry thing)

  2. aza said

    It takes me to another place, now quite not so lonely

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