Silence
Last day of January
dawn breaking as I write
still too late for comfort
My breath, the computer’s whirr
an occasional gull crying
no words spoken
January’s leaving silently
with her Janus-face
Last day of January
dawn breaking as I write
still too late for comfort
My breath, the computer’s whirr
an occasional gull crying
no words spoken
January’s leaving silently
with her Janus-face
no apology, no explanation
not even saying goodbye.
not even saying goodbye.
1 comment:
Hmmmm. Such a thoughtful marking of the days moving onward. Thank you Victoria. You DO inspire me.
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