Wednesday, March 15, 2017

The Blue hour

The Blue Hour

Ethereal light beckons
River ripples
Minutes pass in seconds
Train whistles
Peace in presence
Wordless riddle
Another lesson
Water trickles
Heart's confession
Castaway nickels
Darkness encloses
Lone vigils
Letters compose
On mountain ridges
She stands alone

By Shannon McKemie, M.A.
03-14-2017

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