A Wigwam for a Goose's Bridle

poetry

  • Can I Be

    [Verse 1]I don’t linger next to mirrors,don’t let silence loiter long.I keep my heart well guarded,sing…

  • the touch of ink-stained hands

    How best can I put into words my lovefor you? How can I show you how…

  • Feels Like Home

    I sat to write some verse along the linesof losing myself in your eyes and arms,because…

  • dark fantasy

    I wonder if you still have any interestin hearing my darkest desires? There’s one I held…

  • Valium

    She said it would help the pain. I’d only heardit used for anxiety or sleep, and…

  • Ashka

    I’ve a way with words, I’m so often told it,and I do believe it, but once…

  • River Flows in You

    I’m claiming them all back, you know.You broke me into pieces and I had no choicebut…

  • the weave

    Raw and alive, this tapestry accepts meas if it has waited the entirety of known history(and…

  • Covert

    A war of attrition. Why am I surprisedthat you don’t fight fairly? You never did.I was…

  • Peace

    Today you make a point of speaking my nameas your words wish me peace, so there…

  • Luskan

    The moon is but a sliver of herself tonight.Just like us.

  • Spilled Ink

    My pen slowly glides over the paper’s off-whiteness,These strange shapeless figures – I believe they are…

  • Lists

    I make a listof lists to make:reasons you would not want mereasons I would not want…

  • Girl Songs

    You don’t have to like her. You know well that I respect limits, and we’ve enough…

  • A Silent War that Sounded No Guns

    I’m lost in a dream,reality hurts.I can’t speak the truth,I don’t know the words,But words are…