“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh

Friday, January 13, 2012


Through the blinds, dying light
pushes the trees closer

looming silhouettes, like ghosts
ringing the house

the fading sky a backdrop
for their dark shapes

which intermingle, crowding
together, drawing in

until the darkness deepens
and they vanish.


  1. exquisite writing! That first verse is an excellent observation!

  2. Thank you, Laura. I am very uncertain about my 'small stones' this time around — just doggedly keeping on anyway — so it's great to get positive feedback like that.

  3. There is a sense of the "dying light" bringing something sinister. I was glad when darkness made the threat vanish. Great observation of nightfall.

  4. Thank, Barb, That is indeed what I meant to convey! :-D


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