(A free style poem by me. Brought to you by the letter “insomnia “)
I have been to many places but this is the only one I’ve never seen
Morning is the best time to go home
Favorite pictures of my Autumn memories
Frost on the beach
Someday will soon be a few years ago
Taste of mint in the morning
Sudden dreams heal the most
Empty chairs whisper laughter from behind
Warm rain, calm and good
She shimmers through tonight, calls my name and fades
Silver stars melt in the sky
Drip down like butter
Can you see behind my eyes? I am smiling at you
Random images spark my muse
I long for a restful sleep
The shadows stretch their arms across the room
The sound of children playing outside
A thousand pennies for a handful of dust
Fragile things are the hardest to tear down
The mirror wonders where I’ve been
I’m home and it feels familiar…
Agent Argyle 