Storytime

Once upon a time, it read, was no more
Storytime, the sign outside
walking along, no eyes
look up
narrator not here yet
Not yet, no more

Play, barley coated hills gold
painted in sheaves
storytime, fairies land
we go now, lives
unfold pale newborn
pages among deep greens

Once upon a time, it read, was no more
Storytime, the sign outside
read come in, come in

Advertisements

One thought on “Storytime

  1. xaznfyter> if all good things come to an end
    xaznfyter> why are we still together? 🙂
    kite_girl32> …
    kite_girl32> seth
    kite_girl32> we need to talk.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s