Poems from An_inkling

The burning phosphorus Meets with the lonely wick. Another candle lit. The warmth envelops my body. Heat diminishes the cold. I feel the...
Center of your hate, Byproduct of your love, Yet, have you forgotten. Feed us. Feed us!   Who’s right? O Mother! O Father! I cannot choose...
One tap. Lazy waves drag themselves. ‘Til they lay.  Supine.  … … Two taps. Waves walk about as if without Their morning coffee:...
Time gradually deteriorates My canvas fibers. Each day a strand unwinds And the warm colors dwindle   Time  Like a bully, Scrapes my...