Winter withdraws In waves that pull Ever northward. …and still it sets. Summer screams In blasts of fire Beating and heating. …and still it sets.
I used to live in black and white All colors drained away from sight Until I learned to pierce the veil That kept me hidden
Helen’s prompt this week for Song Lyric Sunday was not an easy one. She asked for us to post a song by someone with
Seek not the darker doors. They stand as always Ever present. Ever here. Waiting for thy knock. The rap of thy knuckles Like a lover’s
Rhythm Corps was a band from Detroit that formed in the early 80’s. They are not well known and broke up in the 90’s.
Scars these fingers trace Can never hide your beauty. Map to the true you.