25 July 2015

Life, as it were... 1.0


~ Life ~

Step up to the edge
See it for all its glory
Jump over the ails

CRBailly

13 July 2015

The Fallen


~ The Fallen ~

Soft breezes whisk by...
Our lips sun-dried n' brittle
The skin red, tender

Run for the tree-shade
We all hide from exposure
But damage is done.