A Brief Time . A leaf rests silent on the ground Beside a withered rose. With careful flight The sunset lights Beside a withered rose. . I don't know where my whisper goes Into the reaching night. A breath, a hold, A heartbeat folds Into the reaching night. . Your little hands held on so …
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BTT #8.2: Dysphoria and Rain.
Anything I have written is percolating and fermenting. This isn't actually writer's block, but nothing has been posted in a while. Sooo. how about Reruns? This was posted in May 2017 and includes a poem from 2015 and 1992, so it stretches time a bit. The marriage spoken of in the prose is ending, we …
BTT #62: ‘Enouement
Ènouement ∞ We cannot touch, But I feel Your starlight voice Traveling In rows Of each choice And strife. I must forgive you, But cannot, where Morning Glories Wake from Tangled vines Unraveling. I can only Thank you For waiting, Waking daily, And saving Our life. ∞ Posted for dVerse Quadrille Monday hosted by De …
BTT#30: A Question for Little Things (Ars Poetica)
A Question for Little Things (Ars Poetica) I rise each year on a Dark March morning To descend steeply down the Trail treading steady Between still sleeping leafless Trees to wrap my Own first breath of Spring In a green blanket of Southern bluebells Draped across black soil of The muddy sinks where the …
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