In cracks and pot holes //
The dawns ever blinking lights//
Memories rest there.

I still feel that time//
like all the shadows at dusk//
Goosebumps on the wind.

Ivory tended //
Piano keys laid to rest //
Best not wake them yet.

Beautiful day to play, got my second ace ever at Pittsford disc golf course.

Like drums in the deep/
My heart begs the light beseech/
Take flight Icarus.

Ashes to ashes/
We grow from flame internal/
A touch of green breaks.