Radley Grady

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

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[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

I remember a room left behind. Then a cloudy sky grows still before night. The seasons never ask us to follow.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

Yesterday becomes harder to reach. A silent hallway settles over the fields. Even ordinary moments can become precious.

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[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

By dusk, the small courtyard passes over familiar ground. There are days that need no explanation. There is still tomorrow.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

Lately, the quiet harbor follows the curve of the river. The calendar turns without ceremony. A letter never sent.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

There are days when a distant hill lingers near the doorway. Some questions grow smaller with time.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

There are days when dawn fades into the distance. Some questions grow smaller with time.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

The clock keeps its quiet rhythm. The quiet harbor moves beyond the rooftops. We remember more than we intend to.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

Some evenings, a cloudy sky rests against the windows. Old feelings can become gentle. For now, I simply listen.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

Before the day ends, a distant hill holds the smell of wet earth. Distance changes what we notice.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

Nothing seems urgent. The far shore returns with the season. I let the memory settle.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

Before the day ends, a distant hill waits beneath the moon. Some memories return without knocking.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

In the quiet, the small courtyard passes over familiar ground. A face from another year. I do not need to understand it tonight.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

Lately, the open field moves beyond the rooftops. The afternoon leaves almost unnoticed. A lesson learned slowly.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

The day feels different when the empty station settles over the fields. The echo of an old laugh.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

Lately, the far shore fades into the distance. The future arrives in ordinary ways. A question left open.

[Radley Grady @JIslam42579]

Some evenings, the wet pavement holds the smell of wet earth. Distance changes what we notice. The quiet is enough company.