* . little one jumped away keeping one eye on me he had said his had no more to add in his slight disapproval . don’t your remember the little voice that carried you through in the harsh season? wait . each time you waited it was effective and greater essence and fair responses had […]
On a Wintery Night, Part Seven
Rispondi
* . I like the whispers you exchange the drawn-out breaths the air you take away from each other I sense your bliss I accept him . but he’s lacking he’s not here today and you – alone on a freezing porch – seeking meaning make no sense . . Filed under: Poetry
* . the little one approached me looking up in stupor what are you doing out here engrossed in your beauty cladded up that way? . he ignored my smirk my pleading eyes you have no fur coat under neat your robe is your silky pale wintery skin… . that skin the big one seems […]
* – it had been a long time since I sat here – listening to night’s nature searching words reasoning pain out it had been a long time since I had done this in English . may be to draw away from you – as I fear the end of us – of this half […]