| As most of you know, I have most of my poetry and photography in storage. (hundreds) I won't rehash the reasons. I haven't been listening to music very much nor writing very much poetry, but I have posted a couple of poems that came to me recently. |

HomelessI have lived and diedHomeless by ~Blanzeflor
every day
I have been swallowed by blackness
unable to cry
I have been betrayed by friends
unable to speak
I have felt the hard fist of darkness
grip my heart
to the point of death
I have mourned what pases before me
my aging husband
Hanging his head
in sorrow
in shame
in lethargy
I have feared and ached the fate
of my daughter
and what she may lose
I have felt terror
That we may be lost in the streets
No one to rescue us
No one to remember us
I have lived and died
every day
| As most of you know, I have most of my poetry and photography in storage. (hundreds) I won't rehash the reasons. I haven't been listening to music very much nor writing very much poetry, but I have posted a couple of poems that came to me recently. |

Even the crows...Even the crows will be wearing white:Even the crows... by ~DreamsSetOnMute
Melancholy,
it matches your eyes
Kissing your forehead
I fall into arms, like you
'cause we both know: I might as well be dead
Promise me, you'll be wearing white
Stepping out of the dark
And even the crows will be wearing...
Promise me, you'll attend my funeral in white
Sleepless nights,
over days of dreaming
Stroking your hair once more
I fall out of harm, for you
'cause we both know: I've fought my battles
...and left you this war
Promise me, you'll be wearing white
Stepping out of the dark
And even the crows will be wearing...
Promise me, you'll attend my funeral in white
Now prom