Monday, May 7, 2012

White Nights

Snowfalls, no one here,
The happening of a killing of trees,
The eyes watch the earth
without knowing what's next,
The body of the eyes has been missing.
It snows, it howls,
Among frosted leaves,
A shadow kept moving around,
It contrasts the color of the snow,
It's earth illustrating the color of silence.
Empty space,
I no longer see your face,
From the silence of trees,
I follow the death,
My voice comes chasing your shadow.

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Jenkins Rowling Hudson said...

love winter snow days...

Fred Rutherford said...

nice write. love the middle stanza. And that's a great photograph. Thanks for sharing this all with us.