Poems from mynameisraj
In the topaz breath of morning
Reeds shiver in their wintry coats
Pines arc past the horizon
Luxuriant breezes rise from their beds
And...
Come here, child
Sit on my knee
I’ll tell you a story
This is your hand
With it you’ll carve out colors in soft squares
Let me tell you a...
Where’s Grandaddy?
Come on darling, stay with me
Grandaddy’s dead, sweetie.
Are you sure this is okay?
From our old chains we now are free...
My sonnet’s not a pretty thing
Its rhymes are gauche and foul
Upon the ears it’s apt to ring
Like a dying screech owl.
I cannot rhyme,...
The summer rain is plum wine on my tongue
A worm crawls around my fingers like
A ring, as if
This earth can promise itself to me.
I dig...