February 2015

Before dawn

February 2, 2015

Clip clop The horse lumbers by Pulls his cart of milk and cream The milkman Buzzes round him Like a horse fly Grabs bottles Five in each hand Uses his fingers Like a bottle rack Runs into this house Out of that house Clinking as he goes The horse keeps walking Swishing his tail Slowly […]

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Tides

February 2, 2015

My thoughts swell and roll and break like the sea Surge on tides of raw experience Flow back into the vortex of retreat Ever contract, ever restlessly build The lightning-lit rainstorms cry tears and sighs Crack the fractured surface slick with shadows Glisten with refracted, reflected rays Light up broken waves that flood the grainy […]

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