Horrors of Cries ...

In an empty house all you can hear is Horrors of cries……

Darkness has settled over the skies.

Clouds thick and gray full of evaporated tears and cries of horror.

Trees sweeping away at the invisible dirt in mid-air.

Grass brown from all that walked around.

Wind chafing faces and chapping lips, dirty fingertips

caused by touching soiled ground.

Wandering thoughts, we chase them like silly little dream girls

causing darkness to massively settle over the skies.

With gray thick clouds full of evaporated tears and horrors of cries.

by ...
Carlese Russell