Grieving Feels Like This
Death slouches mean under clouds
Tag: death
Love Bird Jack Rabbit
Even the rainbow looks up to us. (A One-Act Play.)
Crucifying Eden
Breaking rules already dead
Orion’s Arrow
‘Til his arrow falls pierces painless, silencing a heart.
Frozen
in a verse that whispers rhymes and rhythms to itself
Cockney Dreams of a Virgo
now as it’s all blurred by misbegotten desires and unbidden temptation
Dead Friends
The sun sets every day I am sure So why I wonder does this one pass me by? Demons long
IC.
Take this oak its broad umbrella green and massive Leaning comfortably upon its nest of feet below Without a care
VC.
When tragic looked my way wanting Desperate, she numbed her lonely fears Drinking up her fantasy of life re-lived Her