To walk in amber glow while knowing
glow in daylight means a devil ember
in the wind and hither, not so far to yon,
and on its own for all this red sky morn.
Hear it whisper in it’s trickster voices:
“I’ll be for the country roses blooming
you know – where reds may yet remain,
then magnify my scarlets inside me.
It is not hunger shoving me and us along,
but deeper sorrow that I shall never know,
a battle I am sent to force an answer for,
without the question ever being asked.
I’m sorry we can’t meet and talk it over,
but I know that you have been told to go.”
– Charles Brady
