#SUNDAYPOETRY - JANUARY, PART V
V WE TAKE SOLACE IN THINGS OF THIS EARTH LEFT TO REMEMBER: OLD CLOTHES IN PLASTIC BAGS, A LOCK OF HAIR YOUR NAME, SCRATCHED IN THE PALM...
#SUNDAYPOETRY - JANUARY, PART II
II BLACK ICE BLACK ICE TRANSPARENT THROUGH THE TREES LINE THE PATHWAY; THE ROAD TO THE LEFT IS LIT IN AMBER GLOW, IN ROWS OF FLOWERS. A...
#SUNDAYPOETRY - DEPARTURE
DEPARTURE DESPONDENT, BY THE WAYSIDE I FEEL YOU BESIDE ME. APART FROM ME, YOU ARE A PART OF ME I CAN FEEL YOU ARE GONE, I CAN TELL YOU...
SUNDAY POETRY (ON EASTER MONDAY)
I KIND OF THOUGHT EASTER MONDAY TOOK THE PLACE OF SUNDAY THIS WEEK, BUT I NOW DISAGREE WITH MY FORMER SELF. MY FUTURE SELF WILL STICK TO...