Category: poetry

  • workbook

    Photo by Peter Herrmann on Unsplash
    i can't explain
    the tears ragged
    at the edge when i
    open up a workbook
    collection of half-
    suggestive memories,
    why both urges claw
    for slamming doors
    or walking inside

    poison years weary
    and all i can think is
    i wish you were here
    whoever you are
    lingering in shadows
    in the deep corners
    of my mind

  • evermists

    Photo by Connor DeMott on Unsplash
    fingernail tracing moon shadows
    cast on your pale, white thigh
    wondering why we must ever
    only embrace this way in mists

  • scarlet tears, dry rain

    Image of a writing journal and a pencil.
    Photo by Dariusz Sankowski on Unsplash
    acceptance creeps
    it was never this lot
    to be, longing & only

    i see

    i see

    i see

    a flash of steel in
    the full of bleak moon's
    pale face fading
    behind stormcloud doubt
    an imposter waiting

    scarlet tears, dry rain

  • for the best

    Photo by Ronin on Unsplash
    we ford streams under
    between rime and rust
    between night and dusk
    running red at golden fall
    drawing our arctic under
    crone days stained pale
    unbroken strides between
    ash, birch and thorn

    checking maps, we see we
    have lost the trail
    and that, my friends,
    might be for the best

  • back to sit

    standing stones
    Photo by Suzanne Rushton on Unsplash
    somewhere along the path
    i somehow lost my way
    that was what
    old craggy guy
    was trying to say, just
    get back to the sit...
    an expert leading
    by example