Posted on March 2, 2017 / Poetry Liked a sea with no beginning grey days a bored world scratches on the vinyl fingers laced if I could… as though in love (the only thing I liked was the music) a naked wind the Sun dawns spectacular with the subjugation of the day[....] Read More00 Tweet Share
Posted on March 29, 2016 / Poetry Awaiting Dawn Awaiting night to begin, Saying a moot Hail Mary, Falling deeper into sin – Escape the ordinary. Fearing the volcanic skies, The crescent moon swiftly wanes; Mankind’s chorus slowly dies, But the raven’s cry remains.[....] Read More00 Tweet Share
