Tag Archives: Night

Who Knew?

Her heart washes free As wind howls raindrops pelt and stars press through the shadows of night. Quiet morning incense of a thousand million years infuses her body floating away residue of past lives in this place. Now grey welts … Continue reading

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Deeply Into the Night

The ugly, wretched crone Stands alone in open meadow Dark Sky Thunder and Lightning surround her There is no light Tears ooze from every pore of her body. Rain pours down in torrents Her clothing – ragged Her feet – … Continue reading

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Morning Poetry 5 March 2011

Life. Tenuous. In dreams I can touch Living on the Edge Shocking Disconcerting Nightmares. A Moment Waking Up Seeing directly into the Precipice Miraculously I don’t turn away The winds of it’s Dark Caverns snuff the flicker of my breath … Continue reading

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