The eldritch holler
the eldritch crease
about the ridge
and mountaintop
now no longer there
you’re looking at me
across a hundred years
an old face without tears
we moved a long time ago
and here we've settled
not much I can say
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
when chapman billies...
ReplyDelete"Whan chapman billies leave the street
DeleteAnd drouthy neibours neibours meet..."