I Think of Nothing

Poems from poem boooook.

This is what I've seen here 

I've done all but come and go

And a feeling has come around

I've had to go and sow the soul

 

A time to sit and be now

I stopped along the narrow road

And watched blackberry vines die

Say what you mean

Your words grow old

 

The sun shines through frost

And mists rise as I wake

This morning I think of nothing

The new day found, I take