S. G. Webb : Writing

A place i'd like to take a nap

A place i'd like to take a nap

A Poem by S. G. Webb


The drone of a streamCool wind and trees conversingBach in the distance
The Recluse

The Recluse

A Poem by S. G. Webb


calloused fingertips sterilize the needleand sews the lips,the spine bends as nylon is pressedsilence and music blends,spent shadows drift as light co..
A final walk before you go

A final walk before you go

A Poem by S. G. Webb


A final walk before you go,the steps set in print,I go back and count them.I should've known the trailinstead of stay in stride,I lost the way you wen..
Dreaming

Dreaming

A Poem by S. G. Webb


The irrelevant timein which fiction possessesrealitywhere eyes are shutyet the rhythmic beatproceedsand the weighted shadowof eternitypresses bones to..
in the night

in the night

A Poem by S. G. Webb


I mourned tonight,of time lost under moonlight,when the shadowswould be enviousof our presenceand the feeling of breathagainst breath.The starsare all..
The Desert

The Desert

A Poem by S. G. Webb


As the desert dreams about the feel of rain against its flesh I, too,am the desert dreaming of rain. I see myself whither as the desert sees it..