Composed 4/12/15
Description: For Day 12 of NaPoWriMo. Today’s poem is particularly random, largely spun from a phrase that popped into my head when I sat down to write. That happens from time to time.
dreary-eyed, say goodbye
set the sun, leave songs unsung
you see, uneasy as this be
in this moment we have peace
one more day of soft charade
minds and bodies drift away
it’s all I ask, a final prayer
tomorrow, maybe, we’ll wake and dare
Scraps of Paper 