Evenings

A poem about evenings

Photo by Tadej Skofic on Unsplash

The orange is dimming
over the mountainside
Calming my soul
idling my mind

We pass out words
through our walls
into the skies
Hoping our deities
watch us in the night

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Just a simple Christian/IT/techie/gamer that also loves to jam away on his guitar. Oh, and I sometimes write stuff here.

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James Crawford

James Crawford

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Just a simple Christian/IT/techie/gamer that also loves to jam away on his guitar. Oh, and I sometimes write stuff here.