Tuesday, March 17, 2009


The sun peeped out and blew the cover of zillion smothering dust particles

The Vineyard

Sailing through roads in darkness.
Curiosity straining for light keeps awake.
Catch glimpses of stories, speculate.
Wells of light shining out on the river,
Each view slithers past like a snake.
Awakening time of unearthly beauties,
This night will intoxicate.