Poems from zajacsandra

To Ranwood
I soak in the tropical ambience of the desiccated South, Sweat immersed and an unpleasantly dry mouth. Ranwood, makes the grueling...
Embroiled Sentiment
In sonnets all feelings encased therein In the rigid traps of one’s own making Construed to confine anguish and aching. Trepidation--don’t...