Coloring outside the lines
Necklaced words, stringed to sense of sentenced tense, pretense and lies: a beaded noose. I overdosed on rules — ignored advice vis-a-vis what’s wise and unveiled my vice, I enjoyed […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Sickened by roses
You promised me love You gave me your word You left me alone And left like a bird. Thou returned too late My senses grown cold Suspicions in heart I’m […]
I almost found a treasure
I almost found a treasure once — With veins of gold — The wind was soft, and sun was cosy — We were not old — I aged — and […]
It’s more real than a reality show
I’m more an episode, a past of tense; sedated I am moribund, too slight to fend myself from grips of claws and waves of nausea. Reduced I’m just a passage […]
Cemetery secrets
Just a few weeks ago, before October came to an end, we decided to visit Skogskyrkogården. Built in the first part of the twentieth century, this graveyard south of Stockholm […]
