Saturday, September 23, 2023


 Hot crickets lie
cool breeze on my
back and baby what 
was this and how will
you earn me back?

now I know
but maybe I don't 
be still my soul
for answers 
don't come easy
one needs time to adjust
the plot and see
are things as dark as they appear
have we stabbed innocence with a spear?

my soul, too
sits on this breeze
a change of seasons 
thrust upon us like my 
hips into yours 
I'll know all too soon
what to do 
for every curtain closed 
down the hall is a door
light always comes through
so clothe yourself well
artistry, prayers and time 
always do tell. 

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