you keep filling pages
with words
gridlines
& quotes
i see the slant of setting sun on winterfrost
and small birds spiralling out
at slightest sound
time is slow burn
stretching unscarfing in
quietude of evenings
here are spaces within me
that are
just
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille hosted by De Jackson. This is a 44 word post with the given word, FILL. Join us when the pub door opens at 3pm EST.
