Blitz : Writing

For Doris

For Doris

A Poem by Blitz


I wrote this one to my mother after she had passed away.
Late Afternoon

Late Afternoon

A Poem by Blitz


I sometimes struggle with myself when I reach this particular time of day.
To: the sun

To: the sun

A Poem by Blitz


You out there! Where is it that you're going? Into thin air I suppose. Nothing is said and even less is showing It's growing darker as you go You..