as summer heralds its warmth spring has taken the liberty to remind the kind folk of this land that in due and absolute course winter’s reckoning would be upon us all
Tag: poetry
drink: from this cup of pleasure tainted by the sin of your pale lips
warm hands of summer: shaping cold bodies from wake to bed
last seen: the spring moon by the docks watching the waves roil by
enter from stage right and feel every fiber of your being crumble into dust and dirt
hair standing ovation: a birdsong unlike any other full of soul and love
exit stage: the body disintegrates gently pulled apart as curtains of mist
what do I make of the conversation between the wheelbarrow and the unkempt field
the sound of each footfall thunders in the fading quiet
the silence here is shaped by: weather, animals and the eccentricities of the land
elancharan gunasekaran 