Jan 14, 2014

Fleeting By

Steel skies
Wet stone 
Spicy throat
Speakers drone
Drums roll
Ink flow
Write now 
I should know
My thoughts
Up, down
Fleeting by
A small town 

1 comment:

WordsPoeticallyWorth said...

A good poem with some nice rhymes. Well done.

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.