Tag: poem

walking away from the crowd to find my quiet

gecko comes out of hiding for a shot of schnapps

dark before dawn the icy sting of drizzle on skin

trail run the rain drowns out my apology to the terrified waterhen

secret code: deep space in soft yellow

stepping out the drizzle in flesh

lob the mantra into the heart of the ground fog

deep grey the very air burns eyes and lungs

the last of limbs burning out in december

murmur of feathered bodies bid the rain goodbye