Tag: fiction

dreams pouding at the gates while we fumble with the locks

the autumn dark deepens and the night grows manifold

frail minds rejoin the essence of night’s choir

dreams of grey coasts and whispers caught in unfurled sails

late autumn the blunt force trauma of light rays

dreams left to the voices from the void at daybreak

first light cold limbs forced back into place

glades burning and crystal horns scattered in the dirt

be wise to set aside some words for a rainy day