As a songwriter, I sometimes have thoughts or ideas that wouldn't particularly make a good song. This is the outlet for that stuff...

Saturday, August 31, 2013

The End of Summer


With its pared down

Days

And firefly nights

We begin to brush off the

Lingering warmth

Like grass clippings

And prepare

A bonfire glow

Against the approaching

Wistful

Evening breezes

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