Thoughts desiccating, Like snow on afternoon tarmac; Turning elegant meridians Into mist. An inelegant design, Fractured by uncertainty And regret And all left to chance. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the … Continue reading Memories Lost. A poem.
You still haunt An incorrigible spirit Infecting like a wasting disease And reducing us To a mockery of ourselves. Here you sit Having grown Complacent Upon our shoulders A ghostly monkey Upon our backs Rearing your ugly head In constant … Continue reading Bad Memories. A poem.
I recently found a house in the mountains, burnt out and abandoned. Resting on a window pane, its tenuous pages teased by the wind, was a partially charred book. The page settled in the breeze. As I took a photo … Continue reading Upstart Photographer – The Book
Remnants Rusted and decayed Painted with dust and tears And hues of better days Faded now, weathered By sun and rain in countless ways Of waxing moons and waning dreams Captured in a photograph Like a long forgotten elegy Spiderwebs … Continue reading Remnants. A poem.
My life is currently reduced to boxes. Some day I’ll have a proper place to live and be able to unpack them. I’ll let you guess why I wrote this poem… Continue reading Boxes. A poem.
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