past’s gift conjured from ancestral fires
Tag: poetry
summer butterflies dance past cars at red light
disappearing into thin air mozzie magic
somewhere within concrete the cries of a crow
dusk tide night returns to shore
a whisper to invoke the grey
high street pigeon pretending to be a gargoyle
concrete in the rain dead coral
watching the summer sky unfold iced tea
the rain leaves with a piece of our quiet
elancharan gunasekaran 