Month: March 2021

after dark

sirens sound the end

of winter

winter never truly ends

in bed we watch the dance of light beams

cloud sea empty shells stare at the earth

between the old gods

and heaven

a dusty stairway

cloud hand reaches for the damp earth

colours of autumn on winter tree

the design of night invites strange desires

lights out black butterfly refuses to leave

stone path void of leaves rushed footsteps