with confusing dark my artistry comes forth
to wrap around and conjure you forth
my fate dealt I think to take you with me
assaulted desire weeps
in the salty rain reap
the lovely flowers of the field
grin for the sake of heaven
who is charmed by your deadly slumber
waking you gently to your garden in need of tending
speaking in parables to shake you
in metaphors of doubt don’t stumble
death is an important grim when it comes to the living
casting a pallid shroud
without its stark unyielding, shadowed hand
above the fervent, breathing, striving crowd
that shapes the dark’s womb
a temporal flower would bear no fruit
lost in perpetuity.








Thank you for allowing my ink to splatter, Brenda. I don’t know why we don’t team-up more often. My dirge is available even in the throes of my tuna casserole.
hello dearest Adagio it’s always a pleasure to write with you and we will do more collaborations I’m sure I’m really pleased how this one came out thank you ❤️
This is good. The flow is nicely done. Nice job to both of you.
hello lovely Fia good evening thank you graciously from us both ❤️