Category: poetry

  • puzzle girl

    reflection of woman s eye on broken mirror
    Photo by Ismael Sánchez on Pexels.com
    i puzzle am girl 
    jigsaw & ways
    i sevenyear shattered
    mask me pierced

    cards they wrong
    in draw of me
    twisted & ways
    i puzzle girl me

  • skyhold

    i am lost in shadow &
    i weary reaching
    fragments moon &
    razor wire hold
    up the sky

  • everfade

    Photo by HARALD PLIESSNIG on Unsplash
    i everfade falling
    behind and unreal
    wept unseen
    the fogs now
    consume me whole

  • black stick

    Photo by pedram ahmadi on Unsplash
    black stick twisted
    of the night wood
    shadow into shadow
    turning right through

    black stick twisted
    rapping through brush
    thorn track tapping
    cracking them thick heads

    come to me
    run with me
    kiss dark ever a
    huntress moon

  • send earth

    standing stones
    Photo by Suzanne Rushton on Unsplash
    send me your earth
    root me deep and
    raise my arms high
    to sun, to moon, to sky
    pour rain down on me
    wash me clean of stain
    stonefields under flint
    send me your earth
    tonight

  • adventure

    Image of a writing journal and a pencil.
    Photo by Dariusz Sankowski on Unsplash
    your wonderland unexplored
    north of stockinged lace--
    please, don't turn out the light

  • to ash, to wind

    Image of a writing journal and a pencil.
    Photo by Dariusz Sankowski on Unsplash
    petals fall from heaven
    a rain in crimson
    we each carry thorn
    scratched grey of flint

    loss given to tristesse
    eyes given to cinereal
    as pussy willow given
    to ash, then to wind

    lone cry in the woods
    as to gloaming begins

  • sewer

    erase my stain
    and wash me
    down the drain
    sell me down
    that river deep

  • absurdity bear

    brown bear in the river
    Photo by Francisco Cornellana Castells on Pexels.com
    i will crawl into my cave and
    pull the hole in behind
    i will growl at passers-by...

    for—
    i have feasted upon absurdity
    i pass on consuming more today
    bad drivers and misbehaviors
    and far too much OCD
    i feel bearish of personality
    and at all this absurdity

  • tryst

    Photo by Cornelia Munteanu on Unsplash
    barefoot of skin
    etched spidered line thin
    phantasm and trysting
    she slips through at
    the old wytchingtree
    waiting on the moon