Poetry !
Written on January 23rd 2014
Requiem of soft silvered wisps
Cutting the tongue with the
syncopation of beating hearts.
Clasped to the fabrics of time in existence
climbing the case to the entrances of heaven.
Leaving traces of inspiration sizzled
into the parent scorched sun
Rough diamonds cut for the river worn pebbles.
Serenity blessed to cloud nine











