Tanka: A Slow Death
Every passing year, a dragon’s breath smothering the anguished tundra. I wish I took better care of this once pristine body.
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Haiku: Alone in Sweden
In solitude
Self-love can manifest as
Stockholm syndrome
Haiku: A Cold Doesn’t Play Games
Never trained for sports
headless chickens for hands—‘choo
can catch a cold though
A Crystallised Moment
Snowy bamboo groves frozen in time—cry, O’ woodpecker’s lament As the seasons wax and wane, so too does the fauna & flora. What appears as a beautiful landscape, can also spell trouble for its inhabitants. The metronomic tapping of the woodpecker disappears as the scene is captured in time. Its lament—a deathly silence. A bonus […]
Read MoreAngel’s Breath
Breath upona hessonite soulbirthsc o n d e n s a t i o nEach dropleta candied memorydelicious
Read MoreSkyfire
He burnt the moon trying to catch the sunLuna’s zenith; aflame—no higherAn epilogue written in the sky by stars readHere lies the man who tried to catch fireHe tarnished silver while searching for goldAnd all he holds are the remnants of a sold out soul
Read MoreLife’s A Game
Zigzagging through life’s trafficlike Frogger, hopped up on coffee,avoiding the splat.
Read MoreRecycled Air
Gold replaces greenmadness replaces logicthe ashen treelineis charcoal on a canvaspracticing our death portrait
Read MoreWhere Words Wander
In every stilted word a story lies,each pregnant pause—a poem resides.In that which remains unsaid,the truest word will rear its head. A volcanic death rattle—shatters sky,the moribund calls; my fatal cry.This meek voice undeterred,yearning to be solemnly heard.
Read MoreDinner Party of the Dead
Smoke in their eyesA silver glint in the wineShe’s serving scallops, salad, and strychnineBittersweet platter of petite deceits The dinner party’s dead “What’s your poison?” Said Death’s-headAtramentous wings shed a decaying scent“Jealousy.”The Reaper fed
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