Another

in rapture like fire

dwindled aglow

by ink spilled undeserved

half drawn scribbles partially colored by a dull gem

swirled though my thoughts mingled

owner of this partial key

thoughts obscured

perfectly painted on a canvas of tar

we go way back

sip the green poison

your brow shows withering and I worry

under hoofs branches break

stirring up mud in a soft explosion

well met my dear Lucifer

here is another one

Reviews

[Joiedevivre]

i like the somewhat disjointed style, it makes you think and thats what i appreciate most in poetry

[Tate Morgan]

Periac this is a interesting piece I find it a gentle walk in another s world

[Moonflower]

This is extraordinary, I am already enjoying this very different style of writing. Kudos.