When corners become dark again.
by Gulliver Gimble
Shadows seem to be my only friend.
Grey clouds find a way home.
Untrained thoughts freely stoned.
When today bleeds into tomorrows sun.
Life has run out of youthful fun.
If I have missed the changing of leaves.
Torn apart by mental seams.
Of days that will come on the strangest of hours.
Emotions take root like rain soaked flowers.
When I have sowed the rays of an autumn moon.
Sleeping well past the hour of noon.
Remind Me.......That I am only human.