Sonrisa

Of all the things a smile can hide. Smile into the yellowed mirror,As you drop your veil of disguise,And stare at that pallid face,That looks you in the eyes. Claw your way into your skin,Convulse your way in pain,Fix that bruise over your heart,And sew those broken veins. Throw up blood and hatred down,    Hammer…

Dead storms, mornings bright ft. Tanka

The storm is all dead, Instantaneously gone, Shattered by the winds: Broken glass in lucid hands, capturing sun rays alone. ~ for storms will come, and storms will go, but you will make the sun shine bright on yourself with the very things that your storms will break…

The good, the bad, the me – an Ekphrasis

I was an angel once, Soft wings. Blue eyes. Knee- deep in thought. Next, I was Lucifer, Hideous. Robust. Knee- deep in thought. Times changed. Stars twinkled. I was a mere someone, Knee- deep in thought. I’m not an angel now, Not dulcent. Not calm. I also am not him, Not reckless. Not dark. For…

The deafening silence

The Azure overhead, Streaked with wispy smoke, The snow twinkling ever so slight, Beneath the golden cloak. Eyes gleaming glitter, Staring at the sun, Light bouncing off silver strands, Of cobwebs never spun. Little swallows hovering, And flying just away, Engulfed by the mighty vaults, Now specks of caraway. Leaves weaving illusions, Of light and…

The storm

DUSK: The river meets the sea freshwater meets salt, they flow into each other and the scene’s at halt. Mist hangs overhead the visibility’s low, I’m over water and I row, row, row. 10:00 am: The sun has now risen and perforated the fog, in this labyrinth of archipelagos I am but a frog. 11:00…