Tag: poem

fill empty pockets with sea and sand

rain outside the silence stays

calm river softens the leaf fall

empty shells watch as mynahs jump the plank

call from the void flies swarm the station lamp

the season crumbles between fingertips

found: dead moth’s corpse

i wonder if the rain fears the little one’s wrath

cradled in the in-between this frail body

eye of the storm car wash