This chasm I now reside in, Only grows vaster, deeper – Bringing on more solitude As your lips are taken away from me. I feel it… Read more “Micro-Poetry #38”
Hello all! I fear that this series is becoming a little stale now as it doesn’t seem to get much response, so please help… Read more “Micro-Poetry #37”
1: Abbreviated silhouettes, Scouring shadowed lands – Seeking those outstretched hands After the calm of the passing storm, In the heart which was torn; It’s blood leaking… Read more “Micro-Poetry #23”
Like the lone tree stood on the brow of hill – The towering crowds of terror fulfill, The truth, The torture; The binding lonesome bones Shall befall… Read more “Micro-Poetry #17”
Gathering at the foot of eternity: A floundered corpse, Rotting in the August rain turn December snow – Rotting beneath turmoil’s reign as the moonlight glows.
Evicted from the effervesce: Take pride in thy storm, In thy rough seas and high tides; Underneath tall oaks in which truths hide – Amid teething lands… Read more “Micro-poetry #15”
1: Looking at the melancholic trees, I tilt thy head and ask the sky: How hath it come to this? Spending thy days in melancholy’s kiss; Thy… Read more “Micro-Poetry #14”
How hath the searing heat floundered the water? How hath time halted in purer sands? How does flame spawn son and daughter? Why dare sea neglect… Read more “Searing Heat”