Saturday, January 22, 2011

Unsat


Wind swept sleeping leaves
curl upon an empty seat
while leaching sunlight
searches for its place to rest
and evening casts a lazy eye 
over the horizon.

2 comments:

The Unknowngnome said...

I had to read this one aloud to get the drift.

I initially silently read the third line as a continuation of the first two and of course then was thrown off by the fourth.

Slow me.

The second line is music.

Ebenezer Olotu said...

sweet love it