Tag: monostich

revisiting the phantom of the lower back pain

autumn winds play with cruel faces

six words later the rain explodes

the drizzle stops for some honey and wine

dangerously dry o sweet lips of mine

peace is a place with bonfires dying in the rain

mnemonic scent stirs memories autumn pier

the reinvention of a season to quell this fire

dark before dawn we trade dreams and wake

mynah fetches a dream from the alley bin