the skies, now silent and spent
review their own sorry past
for all hope has fled
replaced by the wordless song
of a dead friend
Painting by Wayne Haag.
the skies, now silent and spent
review their own sorry past
for all hope has fled
replaced by the wordless song
of a dead friend
Painting by Wayne Haag.
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Hey Robert, thank you for posting my painting and thanks for sharing your poem. Best Wayne
Your painting added so much to the poem. Thanks for having some real talent!
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And then…it was dark.