What I read is a journal of a simple man who draws on the rhythms of daily living. Your written communication is naturally honest and poetic. It gives us a glimpse of the event and the emotion is re-created. Keep at it, G.
dark clouds wanting to cry so low i feel they pass me by chased by persistent wind corralled by tall mountain circling overhead, whirlpool forming threads in spool pale brightness from sun guiding my journey to lowland