“how silently, fool me not, tv” the silence leaves not thus. the screams commence scratching the fence and grief hijacks… Read more carol(?)
Tag: spiritual
meditation (revisited)
There, in the eye, Love’s figure, fissured by colours cryptic, satiating, whispered Wisdom – the Calm under millennia, reaching out,… Read more meditation (revisited)
my…
journalled scars He tenderly reads, these slicing s i g h s, He stitches and breathes, my anguished cries, He… Read more my…
the deafening…
quiet of the mirror falling breaking into shards of rain The welcome filling of unwelcome cracks in the… Read more the deafening…
she left
She heard them. The chords of cogency. Crescendoing. Pulsating with hermeneutical harmonies that filled her with a sensation she hadn’t… Read more she left
