The air hangs heavy and yet I shiver, threat of rain clouds the forlorn sky; high above the palm leaves quiver, the air hangs heavy
Tag: #dverse poets
A Recipe for Wonder
Trust, as if trust is not an issue Let curiosity lead – hunger for learning See the world as undefined – focus soft. (Amaya is
HoHoHo, What?
A snowy-bearded man in a uniform of red, says HOHOHO sets our wheels spinning – suddenly behavior counts, and calories don’t, and mistletoe – well
The Fire Dance
Thrum-thrum-thrum – I awaken with a start – heart pounding, intense heat stifling – flames shooting ceiling high form a ring around my bed, as
Waiting for Recharge
I alternate between vigorous activity and coma-like crash. It’s the nature of this disease. No middle ground, it seems. Or maybe that’s just the nature
The Quest
The heart resides in fragmented nests, each beat a rhythm of its own desire; we search for wholeness between breaths, haunted by longing – a
