Category: poetry

  • regret in rear

    regret the mirror ugly
    spider cracked look back
    past pig gaping jaw
    to claw that face off
    fade skies out black
    we break everything
    until there is only empty

  • phantasmagoria

    Photo by Massimiliano Sarno on Unsplash
    straining again the fade away
    but whatever reason for?
    transparent to the oblivion already
    a silent walking phantasmagoria
    but raspy ghast my hollow voice
    left to knockers 'twixt walls tapping
    aimless wander alone

  • aches

    planting tree day and
    under fingernail clay
    exhausted, sore and
    i wish she was here
    to massage the
    heartache away

  • ever troll

    Photo by Sina Bakhtiari on Unsplash
    ever too troll
    lumbering through
    knuckle rawbone
    dragging the room
    seeking to stone
    the sunlit rooms 
    ever nothing troll
    to you

  • we are

    Photo by Sina Bakhtiari on Unsplash
    we put on the happy mask
      -- we are not happy
    we put on the charm
      -- we are no prince charming
    we sell dreams in plastic
      -- we are just hollow inside

    hey sing me sad sad songs 
    and i'll remember my place
    just send me a kiss when
    you lay me down forehead
    sweat in fever remember
    recall...

  • retreating

    a path in the middle of a dark forest
    Photo by Wes Hicks on Unsplash
    retreating to my wood
    i consider cutting all tethers
    so to linger there forever

  • redemption

    skindancing on the
    edge of a knife
    drawing clean lines
    in the looking glass,
    mapping a path to
    redemption

  • tossing a rune — 22may25

    raido
    tossing a blanket over
    i go within to go without
    crows calling over bleak expanse
    while the narrows snake ruddy
    over snow-covered fells
    wind-exposed lichen & stone

    Another rune poem, where the rune is selected at random. Today’s rune is raido, which has a core meaning of “riding” or “journey”. Most often, it implies a journey by wain (cart) which further implies “wheel”, but also has been interpreted as travel on foot or by horse.

  • outside

    Photo by HARALD PLIESSNIG on Unsplash
    irrelevance for all the trying
    to stay within and not slip
    between tall men and mists
    outside the pales posted
    at the edge of town

    même ainsi,
    pour l'étranger:
    l'enfer, c'est les autres

    watchmen fall silent
    as shadowhands by
    the light of the moon
    reveal the monster within

  • moon gazing

    Photo by Alla Kemelmakher on Unsplash
    i have still not learned to
    unexpect all the things
    even the moon might
    choose to hide shy
    behind her pale veil
    at least some of the times

    impenetrable clouds
    mar my view
    i turn eyes from
    skies to soil
    to readjust anew