Even bedbugs
in bluish moonlight dancing shadow filigree — even bedbugs leave tiptoeing as syllables whispered for a gentle breeze Today Gayle are guestblogging at dVerse MTB, and she discuss on how […]
Category Archives: poetry
My alabaster idol
My path is wrapped in bramble breathing is a heavy cart shade like shadow at the edge of night; f a l l i n g footsteps fall behind: persistent […]
Dreaming in stills
In anemic autumn, shadows chasing breath — a sickle sickness prints and clots with little death: a tear-trickled lacing rot in sentenced gloom, choking on the fags: doomed to tint […]
Winds of change
Once a wall, dividing, rot from rot we felt a gentle breeze at first blowing in the wind, a flame in hand, the winds of change, breaking bricks and tumbling […]
Our voices are volcanoes
Abyss, your eyes are calling, tempting darkly, over midnight waves, on wings I’m falling. In sun the wax is melting, but on skies I soar. My feet, once lead, have […]
