Misty eye

Clouds close an ash colored, velvet, coffin lid sky, sealing in dewdrop tears, locking out echoes of hope

The casket lined in rumpled green grass felt, where faded tears moist memories melt in smoke of dope

Darkness descends with shadow arms, embracing a past turned gray 

Approaching night bends low kissing cold lips of a departed day 

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous work. Powerful writing.

[Soren]

Thank you Thomas