Tag: poems

An Epiphany

WITHOUT THE BEE, THE BUTTERFLY AND THE SPIDER THIS WORLD IS NO LONGER A PLACE I WOULD WANT TO BE

Absolution

I was so blind

Never saw it coming

A small finger wrapped

Forgotten is the rage

Waking

Renewing a consciousness deafened by din

Silent House

Tears of others used as a whetstone tool

Sharpened tongue precisely placed