02 March 2010

As my poetic heart struggles under the weight of job distraction...

It's time to let go of notions of poor

And it's time to let go of these ghosts.

The Mourning Dove calls -

It's time to let them die,

And let go of winter in one

     last, long sigh...

2 comments:

Char said...

gorgeous words

Claire said...

So pretty!