Crossroads

Walking with fear

in the face of

trembling color captured

while planning the fall

 

Impetuous fever

blushes

‘cross satin cheeks

while someone watches

 

Bitter apples

bite back

blood-stained lips of regret

while sandcastles die

 

Shedding armor cast

earthward

like warm summer rain

while riding the release

 

Thunderous music swells up

inside out

creating waves across skin

while the skies part

 

flavors and tones…

crossroads.

 

  • Previously published 2008 in Dirty Winds

crossroads