Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry The Voyeur A gentleman of grandeur, Treading on delicate feet, Spied by a latent voyeur, As they dance in the back street. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
Posted on February 5, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry For David II The long crease between your full brows, Your thin cracked lips, plumped with words and tales Please, tell a story, if time allows, Your face, to Troy, I would always sail. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
