Poems from RamblingRose
quiet the voices quiet thequiet the voices.
chattering onchattering, onthe pattern of waves a thumbprint of sounds they tangle and...
water wraps around my legs
sticky with salt
and bone numbing wisdom
my fingertips stroke murky clouds
billowing across
the sea’s glass
...
Darkness swells across the misty moors.Silent shapes, heaving-weaving.The silver moon slowly grows black,as all warmth disappears from the...
My heart beats to the rhythm of words.To the rat-tat-tat,and the bat-bat-bat.To the gentle cumulative sway of weighted syllables and...