Tag: Elancharan

how subtle the wildflower’s rage at conformity

autumn we tend to the tender field of feelings

in the shadows our words carry weight

barely scratching the surface of freedom

blue hour the voice inside that tells us otherwise

the river grey holds a rose afloat

monochrome dream the face of death

storm clouds in orbit bodies at rest

dark earth gecko in the warmth of room lamp

side of eye the autumn darkness never far