September 2010
August 2010
I remember you; do you remember me?
Leaves fall
in a mournful, drifting poem
of dull gold and
faded
russet memories.
They gather in
empty
furrows
like wistful thoughts
of yesterday.
Frail shadows have
starker grown.
Cracks in my memory’s walls
allow the wind
to tease me with stories
of that time when we sat,
cups of coffee
cooling off between us.
My eyes
clouded with storms
passing—
cold November...
“People will stare. Make it worth their while.”
– Harry Winston
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30 Day Challenge
Day 02- The meaning behind your Tumblr name
Bittersweet Melody
“Human beings, vegetables or cosmic dust, we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned in the distance by an invisible piper.”
-Albert Einstein
My life is just a blind dance to a bittersweet melody.
