Photo: Le Croisic – Tempête by ThierryB. https://www.flickr.com/photos/46891291@N02/ Summer love does not wait for long-winded diatribes It does not fester and spring upon the fool
Photo: ‘Burning Sage’ by Sherri Wear https://www.flickr.com/photos/60438408@N08/ Flow Through Begin Again This rancid blood needs renewal A hum of chance A tune of winds Sit
A poem when you got it bad. And lost it even worse. Featuring iambic tetrameter
A poem based on a folkloric Spanish song about a bull that fell in love with the moon.
ou choose gray over blue, why do you then paint every picture with my shade? If you’ve only bathed in shallow waters, why do you mock the depth of the ocean?
Still, your sweet eyes swell with salty seeds of shame.