dual*ities
LIGHT. SHADE. AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN.
Sunday, January 30, 2005
flashback
i was reading through one of my old journals (circa 1996) this morning, and saw this poem that i wrote nine years ago. boy, was i young then!:)
On green mornings of azure days
i like sitting by myself
amongst
burnished gold
and greens
and endless showers
of starry-eyed dreams
and
as the heavens above me
threatened to spill
its clear, silver spears
i sit still
gazing at the road at bay
thinking that it seems
a world away
on green mornings
of azure days.
~4/4/96
On green mornings of azure days
i like sitting by myself
amongst
burnished gold
and greens
and endless showers
of starry-eyed dreams
and
as the heavens above me
threatened to spill
its clear, silver spears
i sit still
gazing at the road at bay
thinking that it seems
a world away
on green mornings
of azure days.
~4/4/96
pol, 5:04 PM
