Tag: monostich

winter coast the plastic persuasion of cold waves

the craven moon fleeing from the raging fires of first light

the winter forest has us locked in its unblinking gaze

hold them cold bones in place with will of the mind

waking from the subterfuge of winter’s grip

a gentle scratch on the surface to reveal the soma within

read me and fall into this ocean of dark currents

try and assimilate warped facets of the frail mind

collaborate with shadows to fight this rain

winter before dawn i allow this shell to grey