The sun slips gently beneath the sea; no fear, no struggle
The frightened man sees a dragon in every cave
Be the darkness or be the light; the choice is up to you
Poems, Short Stories, & The Paranormal
7:57
in the morning
in an airplane
on a 757
window
rain tapping
cold snapping
drowsy and dreary
I wanna go home
familiar
comforting
peace and quiet
only broken
by whistling bird
long winter naps
chilly afternoons
blanket pulled up
no thoughts
just sleep
19
answered the phone
cars buzzing by
answered a question
where are they going
I wondered
typed on keyboard
looked at fountain
in circular pond
answered the phone
water splashing at peace
gave a robotic answer
water mesmerizing
gazed at sunset
golden sky alight
answered the phone
angry customer
I don’t care, mine works
transfer the call
not my problem
darkness settled in
answered the phone
little red lights
disappearing
down the interstate
hung up phone
disappeared
with the red lights