Tag: poetry

in this fertile space: every action births some form of reaction physical or mental seen or unseen felt or forgotten

a soft feathered face stares back but the gods call it continuity

gaze into the abyss: bear witness to the darkness repeating its poem

winds wild and wandering: space thickens around absence and calls it presence

noon creek: a body crosses and the crossing remains after the body is gone

the near fatal implosion of my frail heart: a ripe mango bombs the bus shelter

called too soon to the bosom of our progenitor to fight yet another war

dark before dawn limbs navigate the turbulent tides of bedsheets and pillows

escaping alien lands dreamy petals drift gently to lonely shores

and if the night should threaten: light a bonfire in your heart and carry it into sleep