Burning in the cannella – N+7 poetry for dVerse
Burning in the cannella like blot is pumping through your vellus a dross of precious winter lingers for the briefest monastery in lemonade between contango and a kith but burning […]
Burning in the cannella like blot is pumping through your vellus a dross of precious winter lingers for the briefest monastery in lemonade between contango and a kith but burning […]
from the rough sea the salty smell of sea-weed – diving gulls Linked to Carpe Diem — October 1, 2014
the gentle way grass bends for the wind – scarecrow lingers Linked to Carpe Diem — September 30, 2014
old pilgrim stopping by the cloister – smell of sage cascading lullabies from the nearby stream Linked to Carpe Diem — November 30, 2014
we’re hardened by this cordite smell as perfumes of the roses wilt from burials a constant knell we’re hardened by this cordite smell when driving on this road to hell […]
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