View From The Window

It's a pane!

Checkerboard floors
Wood and brass
Tall muntined windows
Rippled, hand blown glass

View through which looms
A day dark as doom
With fog, rain and lives
…drifting past…

And only the Gods
are privy to know
when the next poem is
...to be your last...

Author's Note

look through my window

Reviews

[Marie]

That's what I was looking at yesterday. The view is somewhat pleasenter now...