Tag: creative writing

man machine and black clouds on a collision course

the hush from the curtains after dark

watches the sunrise alone barnacled rock

prewinter winds enunciating each sigh

streetlight the silent monologue of a ripped wing

field of dew the intense gaze of the autumn toad

trail run the soul divides between rain and forest

would you believe me if i told you that i died in the rain and was reincarnated under the stars

the skull reverberates with the force of the run and the beatdown of the storm

slips under our eyelids the gaze of the forest