Absent mind

Late night, last minute. On the spot poetry

Echo a silent grace

 Moments, they displace

Haunted villain returns

 Loves to kiss and burn

 

Open waves engulf seas

 Tides pull closer needs

Fear waits outside alone

 All too friendly home

 

Smoke waits to show

 Never far we know

Cast a light between

Enter lonely wild dream

 

Shadow of soul free

 Distant calls relieve

Here now at peace

 Rest for night, release.

Reviews

[Dai Hanshou]

Made me imagine so many things. Dark smoke, blue night, shadows in the silver.
It has a... distinctive quality.

[Mark Watson and Pablo M..]

Lovely poem, a nice Sunday read.