Tag: fiction

for a moment cold waves hesitate before touching the shoreline

by the hour thoughts soften and the world becomes a playground for tyrants

the slow thaw of limbs in blue hour

slow steady beat of the drum night and animal instincts rises to the surface

what little light i get i carry safe and far from the grasp of winter dark

mirrors disguised as portals to places between the stars

the bone rattling shrieks of feathered banshees: top of the day to you

like clockwork this body reacts to the tiniest sensations sparks that fuel life

waking from fire and stepping into the void

soul of winter stones feel lighter than memory