Category: Poetry

Rain falls on the just
It pools darkly
Shimmers a neon inverted world
Where…

Rise today
On the wing
Unhesitating
Not buried or blind…

Nothing is settled

With the foot-washing God

Rising and running

From the centre
…

Here I sit

Barely disturbing wood fibres
…

A benevolent haze

Settles over diamonds

Bourne by storm and tide

Shoreline yielding…