Wordless Wednesday

Death

Death leave my door

Noone here is surrendering

Strychnine is far too sweet for us

We fight for those breaths

That you slyly silence at night

Hearts race toward the next beat

Your icy touch will freeze nothing

Take your pallid shadow elsewhere

May moonlight wash it to the gutter

I do not defy you by clutching life

Antagonists seldom knows their part

Begone into the silvery moonlight

Find another doorway far distant

Where others may yield to your spell

Tomorrow may not be promised

But neither is relinquishing to you

Wordless Wednesday

Random phone picture

Sunrise

Light silently slips from nights grip. Breezes sing songs of rustling leaves. Their chill fleeing the coming dawnSleep entrances rose tat would moveSenses sharpen images within dreamsThe body stirs within to announce the day