Soft Reflections Of
early shadows
gray skies through window
silence eases my mind
filled with
visions and dreams
revelations of
bare limbs painted
in dark colors
with
fine strokes
and broad strokes
a sparrow calls
from where
I don’t know
I breathe
old lives
shed like skin
but remembered
feelings stir
before words
lines whisper
and find form
on a blank page
a glow through the window
enlightens another day
January 19, 2023
Copyright © Mike Bayles | Year Posted 2023
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