Poems from Onyxkat
Yellow light banishes
The shadows on my wall.
Beckoning me to rise
From the depths of sleep.
To greet the morning
And my fears.
The metal...
Darkness coils across the horizon,
Its fingers clawing at the light.
The sun trembles and fades.
Grayness wins the sky and
Starts its...
The winter has been hard and long.
It lasted for many years,
So many the nation forgot to hope for spring.
Or no longer believed in it.
But...
Whose shoes these are I think I know.
Their feet have not returned yet, though.
With blankets scattered there and here,
The mess will...
In the stories,
Funerals are on dark and dreary days,
Full of falling rain and fraught with cold.
Or,
They’re too pretty,
Bright, happy...