
Search for me
In the woods
Where the magpie sings
His song of sorrows.
Find me underneath
The Juniper Tree.
Wait for the moon
At its fullest
And awaken me
From my shallow grave.
Unearth me
Embrace me
So I may be
Amongst the living
Once again.

Search for me
In the woods
Where the magpie sings
His song of sorrows.
Find me underneath
The Juniper Tree.
Wait for the moon
At its fullest
And awaken me
From my shallow grave.
Unearth me
Embrace me
So I may be
Amongst the living
Once again.

Loneliness is a worm gnawing at my gut, so I cling to boys who don’t care (flowers promised but never given). It wiggles its way through me so I can’t…
Poetry
I crawl under the blanket of evening and press my ear into the soft ground – listen for the voices that were silenced here eyes cloaked and soul exposed –…
Poetry
The Bluish Hue Midnight…I am doused in darkness, ignited in black suffocation… Yet I see an ethereal light? With apparent reticence dawn arrives shackled to an impenetrable fog… Mother Nature…