Apocalypse
Weired the river’s low (1) it’s flow our hunger (2) wind blown,owned; (3) the soil is scorched (4) from carbon torched. (5) A weir is used to dam the water […]
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Craft Dreams
Originally posted on The voice of collaborative poetry:
It was either ascend by metaphors or go under a plain life Sink, immerse, suffocate and drown in gyring commonalities. Or so…
Signs of Spring
Signs of spring The tractor’s chewing spring-tired soil preparing wishes of the seed in this laidback equinox drizzle I take a not yet decayed oakleaf between my fingers letting texture […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – last year (kozo)
the old oak’s roots – reach from past to future recall last year linked to Carpe Diem — January 1, 2014
Of castles and friendship
Sometimes friendship’s built like a castle – brick by brick and from the spires we can see vast woodlands and the sea but just at the horizon there is another […]
