Much Has Happened.

by sibyllene   Apr 12, 2008


As steeliness sinks deeper into fog,
the brine and brush of grey enfolding grey
the sun shines only out between us two,
a comet streams behind us as we flee.

There is an ecstasy to the road, the path and drive
the whirl of cars passing, pavement as a stream
music spills over from our hearts
and time streams out behind us as we fly.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    I have never been able to write free verse like that. It is beautiful

  • 16 years ago

    by Sungrl And Mrs Whatsit

    "and time streams out behind us as we fly."

    and time streams out behind us as we fly.....oh yes it does...