Random verses, experimentation

The Clocks (in Lanturne)

Clocks
restless
with untold
time cry soft in
grief.





In Wind

In wind the trees grieve
In soft reprieve
Against the sky's soft skin
Where days begin
And dreams will leave.

The leaf's dances deceive,
A small payment they will conceive,
Transparent as sin.
In wind.

Surrounding breath so strong to receive,
Leaf’s running in it’s eve.
Finding shelter in a familiar den,
Huddled in with their kin
With nothing to retrieve
In wind.




Femme (Tyburn)

Costumed
Perfumed
Resumed
Consumed
Women costumed, skin perfumed with flower.
Nights resumed, men consumed through power.




Dreams (Senryu)
Sabotaged dreams die
In places no eye sees, now
We sigh silently.