spring night i celebrate my dark
Month: May 2021
fragile the glass tower of trust a thin crack
night follows to empty homes we rush
solemn gods ponder the woes of skin and colour
red sky morning cloud colossus slumbers
rainfall the darkness makes landfall
noon sky gathers its dark
first thunder of the day startles the soul
monkey hisses at lunatic disturbing times
spring turtles glide effortlessly under the bridge