Poems from aehrhardt
I write because I can see the sky.
I can see the skyline and want to fly higher,
higher than the bird that floats among the leaves.
I find...
Sketching the world in a little black notebook;
preferably the kind that highlights the light.
Walk by and find that your figure has danced...
If I were to respond in the opposite manner,
regardless of the topic, regardless of the glamour,
how do you think you would respond,
when...