Category: poetry

  • 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

  • slow break

    Photo by Kevin Hessey on Unsplash
    my slow break echoes
    through and through
    an empty world
    timber splintered decay

    how long the weary
    before even weary
    must fall down?

    pale songs cut
    our rebel selves

  • invisible i

    black wooden fence on snow field at a distance of black bare trees
    Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com
    invisible i
    and they
    could care less
    that my skies
    have gone out
    laying there
    atop those
    hollow hills
    all night

  • the myths ourselves

    Photo by Cornelia Munteanu on Unsplash
    the myths we make
    of ourselves, those
    pretty things untrue
    a longing for silence
    in this sodden head
    to rest, buried deep
    & loam embraced
    drifting through

  • wildwood dreaming

    a path in the middle of a dark forest
    Photo by Wes Hicks on Unsplash
    wildwood dreaming
    and crows calling deep
    scheming to claim eyes
    staring blind at the sun

    knapping the scrim
    turning the scroll
    ink under fingernails
    waiting for her to call

    three heads turn shadow
    six wings raise flight
    turn twin eyes blind
    obscured from the sun