So April Ends & May Begins

Even as (ephemeral) the winter’s apogee takes Easter on and, late, chase they the heels of Autumn.

Gift’s Emergence

Onto prophets by the fire and the knowledge gleaned from that.

There is ash beneath the wood consumed by flame.

Simplir Inglish.

Whatever the width.

Really.

I’ll invent, I’ll introduce, innovative idioms.

You are my favourite place.

Life’s a wander ’round the harbourside.

Will it be as the still air?

Three, four, and an Oxford comma.

Beneath the raised voices sinks the sound of someone leaving…

It’s a long, long way away,
no matter how you hold it.

Perhaps you know it all already. Do you?

Five to open.