it is not so easy
to cull away but
as leaves give
way to crimson
my autumn seems
to have come
unicorn chasing is
stuff best done in the
springtime of youth
worn stone stairs lead
to mountaintops
cast in mists
cast in fogs
i always imagined
something more
than this
6 responses to “imagined”
Each stanza its own message, altogether, a moving story. 🍁🍂
Thank you Michele 💕
A journey towards revelation here, Michael.
We’re sold the lie and we want to believe, but there is nothing more than this.
Brian Ferry sang of such things and we didn’t listen. Or, rather, I didn’t. 😉
🤣 He probably did, but I was never a fan!
See?!?! See what you missed when you did not listen to the Gospel of Brian!