Jan 20 2008
Because
It was a good day
because I wrote
Because ideas clung
to the paper.
The ink sunk in deep -
permanently.
I offer my world
to your focus.
And I leave it
as a fingerprint
of my spirit.
copyright 2007
Archive for January, 2008
Jan 15 2008
Unloved Books
Unloved books
line the wall.
Their smell calls
out to me.
Hand reaches
wants to touch.
I breathe in
yellow pages.
History.
Feel the love
of past reads.
And whisper
I’ll love you.
You are home.
copyright 2007
