Fall, asleep
November-bared the branches of our ancient maple moans;sated with her fire fadedshe sighs and droops her sapdeeper, deeper into the soil, she groans and let the earthworm coil his hunger […]
Tag Archives: November
Autumn breath
Exhale — let spirit merge with first November’s mud-born shadows, rancid, ripe and fungi-filled, drizzled, eye-lid-burdened-born in autumn’s lack of light. Exhale — let loose remaining light, embrace this reek […]
November drizzle
Wet and drizzled this November, stillborn-cold, a tightened noose of darkness, throb of migraine, damp depression, a scent of unwashed wool and soggy shoes. November is the weight of death, […]
a lesson from the smug stairs – for dVerse
November. When tearful loudspeakers wails, conveying somber sofa solitude in everlasting songs of biting fog. November It’s raining heavy spoons, jaded by your thin onion soup lukewarm with regrets. November. […]
Sourmilk and rhubarb jam – for dVerse
My day is sourmilk, and inky clouds of drizzling misery; it’s death and greed of sooted news; a cup of tea and orange juice; cottage cheese and rhubarb jam; redolent […]
