Shumba Hadzi
A gradual, rolling rumble from few spots on the horizon brings a chorus for the dawn to sail its orange sunlight o’er.
Tag: time
Another Moment Here ‘N Then
The breeze feels like an echo of a cold too cold to bear, as the gull glides on its currents and the waves of winter light.
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Am I ever writing this? You were always reading this. The stars knew they were burning…
Written Somewhere Sunny In The South-West
Momentum felt as sep’rate moments: such is time.
So April Ends & May Begins
Even as (ephemeral) the winter’s apogee takes Easter on and, late, chase they the heels of Autumn.
Time-Warped Scraps
Time-warped scraps – the dream continues on,
unphased by the approaching of its limits.
