Memories all around:
Falling trees of
forgotten valleys.
Turbid water
enveloped with sand.
The call of the birds.
Gone.
About Me
- Luis Sanchez
- A man in the Other. I use my eyes or they use me -I do not know.- To see the world around me, a joy. Odd is to walk with open eyes among the many. Still I do. We walk together.
2 comments:
Beautiful....I am looking forward to following this series. Are the poems written by you as well?
Howard,
Yes.
I write these poems.
Images and poetry.
It is all the same.
Thanks for the visit.
Luis
Post a Comment