I stand before the shallow field

I stand before the shallow field And whisper to the dawn And see the sunlight burst to life Before the rabid storm The squalling winter’s day precludes The swallow form her nest And drowns the harvest yet to yield And wakens moonlight’s rest It ought not be so (or one might think) – It ought […]

Joey

Oh, the cloud it turned to dark and the sun had lost its spark and the teardrops, they were falling from the sky   Joey felt a droplet fall into his hand – then another fell like sand and the Earth, so short of friends, began to cry   The grass had turned to mud […]