Every Rock- A Story

Every Rock- A Story

Friday, January 29, 2010

The Smell of Nature

Get out of your window,
move into the world and feel.
Feel the deep cry and footsteps.

It is not gone, grasp the universe.
Visit old friends, who tell stories.

Stories of older times, that sound fresh.
As the red sky creates a show, I listen.
Surely darkness moves in.

2 comments:

  1. I like this piece, Seth. The closing lines - "As the red sky creates a show, I listen. / Surely darkness moves in." - are a marvel. And such a strong way to end this piece. Yes.

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  2. Thanks for the read, I have been trying to work in images of nature into my writing.

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