Gray Lock

a phoenix grew old

the ruin in a wetland

the moult a mildew


an ancient damsel

set a mold wool a cold room

sunset a webbed rest


enclosed a missive

love beyond a resemblant

sunrise the comet

6 thoughts on “Gray Lock

      1. i saw a birthday card once, had a bunch of people standing on a hill waving. caption read “here’s you and your friends on your birthday” …. “you’re down the hill”

        i caught the morning sun over the Wasatch bit ago w/my coffee and smoke, birds chirping happy w/the recent rain. sometimes lovely happens only when you look up


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