Don’t blink, a poem

Posted byEugene HardyPosted inPersonal Journal, PoetryTags:, , , , , ,

leaves
changing their colors again
but I haven’t moved.

My feet have sunken into ground,
My teeth turned brown with rot.

I only closed my eyes for a moment,
now everything under the sun
is old.

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.