Retreating light fades to blue

I woke to a city of mists
Crumbling edifice and haunted winds
Slow erosion and echos

Minutes reverberate on
Chasms open
Built future breaks down

All falls away
Breaking off
to new paths

I woke to a city of ghosts
What was
Broken
What is
fades
What will be
Unseen in the fading light

Chrysanthemum

Where do you go, where the wild blooms grow?
And the sky is so sad with gray.
Lend me your lips that I may know bliss,
Until the thunder washes us away