Mar 22, 2010

Spring Poetry

They buried me alive
under a shining sun.
I screamed as the dirt was
tossed over me
But my words fell upon
a breeze that carried
them far away from
anyone who cared to listen.

Darkness fell.
The weight of the world was on me.

Out of earshot.
Out of sight.
Until now.

Did you miss me?

4 Passengers in the Car:

Magpie said...

Very nice Tracy. A unique perspective. Happy Monday!

Brian Miller said...

ha. wonderful. and yes i did, mis your color...

Maha said...

Wow! that was just truly beautiful

Cathi said...

Yep, I sure did.....!! :) xxoo