Wait-less and wondering
just this ringing
in my ears
Past tense unfolding
you from my hands
I’ve wandered why
did thought hold onto
Temptation and tempers
and tastes left lingering
at the moon rise
Fingers pointing
words remaining
Shadows in silver light
Send shivers up
my spine
Awaking still quaking
within a dream
Left lying
at the gates of hell
Wishing me well
Telling stories of
sometime lost longing
In the heart
of a child lingering
where he cried
As a mothers love
told the stories
Held the hand
of the man he would be
coming
Your image and words ❤ gfs simply ❤
Thank you ! 😊
You’re writing is so beautiful and is always so inspiring.
Thanks, and yours always makes me smile !
The imagery in these memories really stirs the emotions, Peter.
Thanks, it’s not always easy to put what I see into words …glad you could feel it
…whispers of a season close at hand…….
The sap is running, doves grace the rooftops …