summer ends and there were no shoes to tie –  i’ve been dancing in the sun; watching days slowly fade, i try…  enter into autumn’s haze:  come with me i hear through the night’s milkglass moon. reflections as a dream starts above (to the right) – believe and it stays true so very long ago…

three thousand years before repeats… racing through ancient rooms into a candle’s silent flame:  i watch it burn but forget to speak.

and then another day begins (again) without a single place to put it all away before the future settles in – and now there’s a thought of what snow brings to gently think:  repeat.

@10/02/2012 by KPW


About KatherinePopeWolcott

currently compiling thoughts/writings -- notebooks full, pulled apart and put back together and then something new, and here it all comes. two books being finished in the interim. Sometimes really frustrating. I remain with little interest in attempting to learn the "how to" parts of blogging because I'm technically inept, so multiple limitations are always present; just try not to think about... but other creations coming soon -- I think I am able to scan/pdf; what I am currently working on (paintings and photos and painted photos) once finished; or get someone else to do it for me.
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