Next’s The Beginning
Notebook completed; page un-blanked; th’caress of wind-soothed heat.
Tag: life
On The First Day Of October
Alit along the current air did fall, in feath’ry glide, a-whilst my coffee waits, a crow.
A Sonnet On The Surface Of My Coffee
Now sparse the signs of entropied life sit, floating despite th’impossibility.
Written Somewhere Sunny In The South-West
Momentum felt as sep’rate moments: such is time.
