Daily Archives: April 28, 2014

CHOPIN’S GHOST

this kiss of cold
–ness froze my soul
a tin can kicked
beyond winter’s road
hands in pockets
did not abate the shiver
ice-shattered thoughts
as I walk alone down
my cobble-path stones
across the way as I walk
and through a golden lilt
window-soul I hear
Chopin playing on air
my friend-soul I’m told
kissing my footfalls
———— as I go

:: 04-28-2014 ::