Old age armor.

Autumn colors.

Images of dark, ...

Magical wonders,

On the skyline.

How easy, ...

Time erodes.

Walls feel tired.

Wanting to reveal, ...

It’s a crowded world.

Hard shells.

Built in time. ...

Nature’s tears.

Refusing to fall.

Waiting to be seen. ...

Nighttime.

When it’s dark, and

Hard to see. ...

Corn growing in the fields.

A summer rainstorm storm,

Clouding the horizon. ...

Paint peeling.

Tiles cracking.

Scratched and uneven. ...

Moments in time,

Captured in songs,

Images, ...

Old buildings, crumble.

New ones, emerge.

Old doors, ...

Not sure,

Which road to take.

Perhaps, ...

Alone.

At sunrise,

Or sunset. ...

Crowded.

Like thoughts,

In my head. ...

Soon we’ll pick,

Crush,

Store, ...

Symmetrical and precise.

Clear and obscure.

Black and white. ...

Don’t want to cry.

Not today.

Let’s just wilt. ...

Perhaps it’s the path,

She’ll soon follow.

Where it leads, ...

Today,

I felt surrounded.

Until a voice whispered: ...

Pink blooms.

Like those butterflies,

Floating by, ...

Some days,

We need to share,

Parts of ourselves. ...