“I’ve spent a lifetime
trying to learn the language of the dead”

~ Jim Harrison from Sister in  Songs of Unreason


Never your voice in my head
but your whispering in my spirit
Never a thesaurus to decipher
the rustle of leaves in winter’s death
You never left me lonely
through my tears and despair
It’s taken me awhile
to know that you’re ever near
and I’ve never wondered the language
of your love and tender care

©Vivian Zems

Day 15 of 28 Days of Unreason

Hedge 55- a poem in just 55 words