like a melody lost, we are again

I've found the door!!
  its rusted and needs
    work
  AND TAKES TWO TO OPEN

Mood on the Music


Some where
(adding to reality)
in this whole thing there
had to be a poem

looking...

we have done
what we have done

...and looking away
brown leaves falling
on blue shoulders
on to become...

...can
answers still be found
to our winter dreams
before a spring

...to make a spring

squirrels storing energy
to face snows they
themselves becoming snow

I like snow

We have done what we
had done
and like a melody lost
we are again

As I look
  through these
pages
     that are me
I can't help
  seeing you