White

A barren field
white with solitude
quiet with despair
no stalks or leaves or crumpled roads.
No falls or trees of any sorts.
Just cotton white, touched by skies
as white as light where heaven lies
no steps or trails, no horizon lines
where his old eyes fail.
Just white as bright as the morning light
A white as right, forget the night
A barren field
white with solitude
quiet with despair
with nothing to see as his old eyes fail.

Advertisements

3 thoughts on “White

  1. slynne says:

    This is lovely. Getting ready for winter?
    I especially liked: “a barren field / white with solitude / quiet with dispair.” It reminded me of the field I used to walk to to get to class in college.

  2. leo2all says:

    Thank you…
    Yes getting ready for winter, but enjoying fall way too much.
    Im glad it has sparked a memory for you, hopefully its a good one….

    Thanks for stopping by

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s