Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Harvest

Thus I gather the stores of sentimentality –
That such is the kindling of my heart.
Collected deep within its chambers are the remnants
of what were the moments of our intimacy.
May their memory keep me as warm and hopeful
throughout the long winter nights
when I will find myself
- Without.

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2008

1 comment:

kim_entangledjuvenile said...

Thus I gather the stores of sentimentality –
That such is the kindling of my heart.
Collected deep within its chambers are the remnants
of what were the moments of our intimacy.
May their memory keep me as warm and hopeful
throughout the long winter nights
when I will find myself
- Without.