My Grandpa dwells in Godric’s Hollow, where fellow Practitioners creep Like the oddities Of my sleeping, feverish Fantasies. The bell Tolls for us all and Beyond the… Read more “Mortality”
Flipping off mid-storm; Promises frosted over Til Spring consoles us. * Cyclone escapades Open and close my windows, Bringing outside in. * Lonely… Read more “Time to Haiku 3”
Trying to slumber. Cumbersome ideas fall In and out of my mind, Flying around my Bedroom – thundering phantoms; I bring them to life!
1. My fingers through yours As bullets nuzzle brothers; Float in the bloodstream. 2. Pieces of Corinth Crack the long fragility Of patterned design. 3.… Read more “Time to Haiku”