Poems from A Finch
Her eyes were the color of the sky before rain…
A soft blurry hue, sometimes blue, others gray.
Two oceans frozen over by winter’s icy...
The sun greets earth with warm tender kiss
Expelling heat straight from hell's abysss.
But the trail beckons so I begin my stride
Zephyr...
At dusk our souls danced together
But no story it seems lasts forever.
Without a ring, love, or tether
We watched maybe become never.
No...
When I die, release my ashes among the stars.
Unlike me they shall perhaps reach heaven.
Life dealt me too many bruises, too many scars
And...
Come my love, let us retreat unto the hills.
Let us journey where the heart inside wills
Trading the home's familiar hearth
For the rugged...