Thursday, September 4, 2014

A Poem by ayaz daryl nielsen

Lost in Twilight

these ragged
   moments mid

ebb and subtle
   flow as pastels
      loose essence

as earth colors
   shimmer and dim
      deepen into night

shadows seem
   ominous as their
      indecision fades

for a moment
    -i forget
   have forgotten-

      the way home

ayaz daryl nielsen, husband, father, veteran, x-roughneck (as on oil rigs), hospice nurse, editor of bear creek haiku (25+years/120+ issues), homes include Lilliput Review, Jellyfish Whispers, Writing the Whirlwind, Shamrock, and (translates as joie de vivre)

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