With cold dead hands,a ghost I amto you alone now.With cold dead handsthat are unseen,unfelt, and unanticipated.With cold dead hands,my visits unknown to youmaking you shiver,and lips embalmed in ice.With cold dead hands,I will call on youto feel your...
Death shall have a dominion.Dawn’s birth to day’s life,Dusk’s decay to the death of night:Tis’ not our mortal decision.Youth’s innocent juvenility,Vitality’s vibrancy,The elegantly decaying morbidity,A corpse in the clay of its grave perishing –The funeral of darkness at moonset.Morning’s...
In archaic lore,
bold spiders rise and fall.Her web woven in flamboyance, then at her leisure, she feasts each day on fools she tempted as her prey. So, it was the end of the moth. Her delicate wings flailed, she...
I knew I had to stop the bleeding,so I entered mental health treatment,and though I am stitched back together,my mind, soul and body are disconnected.I can no more live in an imaginary shelter.No! I want to live in wild...
Rose and I had been dating for a little while by midsummer 2007. We were both in our early twenties and very horny. Hornier than most people our age given how we enjoyed a lot of hot...
Lovely poem! Very deep message.