ferocious-ambrosis

1. -this endless winter voices carried upon the empty midnight air 2. resonating to the rhythms of the falling rain -a thoughts soft echo 3. the full Moon gazing back at me -albicant 4. shadows wandering a minimum wage wasteland -dreamers lost to time 5. the soft Whisper of distant dreams dissipating in the morning sky Nothing left to say or do just the forward haze of a new day 6. her words leaked out in the night like tendrils of smoke -delicate lips part 7. with aching feet we marched these cruel endless miles -just anxious echoes 8. -Meaningless clocks spinning endlessly without context 9. -hearts under starlight words d

Haiku and short poems March 2015 to July 2018 1. -this endless winter voices carried upon the empty midnight air 2. resonating to the rhythms of the falling rain -a thoughts soft echo 3. the full Moon gazing back at me -albicant 4 shadows wandering a minimum wage wasteland -dreamers lost to time 5. the soft Whisper of distant dreams dissipating in the morning sky Nothing left to say or do just the forward haze of a new day 6. her words leaked out in the night like tendrils of smoke -delicate lips part 7. with aching feet we marched these cruel endless miles -just anxious echoes 8. -Meaningless clocks spinning endlessly without

Assorted short poems January & February 1. -January’s breath a silent wanderers on the Snow covered fields 2. Silhouettes of the changing times rise and fall against the grey bricks downtown A dying breath painting sighs upon the cool winter breeze… 3. The morning coffee/ bricks and mortar 4. -Evanescent dreams Words evaporating in the crisp winter air 5. -Faded & then gone… footsteps softly echoing across the tundra 6. a dreams soft remnants casting shadows in the light of the morning sun we seemed to live in little pictures frozen for all time 7. -days fade in and out tied up in the shadows of a pale winter moon

Haiku & micropoems december 2014 1. -running on empty winters frozen breath whispers in the city streets 2. -Our awkward silence curtains of mist hung heavily on the rising dawn 3. -her voice haunts my dreams waves of winter ever washing upon the shore 4. Unfurling fingertips/ the sky’s edge 5. the swift blurring of a mind swollen with thought -a soft winter haze 6. -Ever so softly feelings come and go like Leaves falling to their fate 7. the full moons light/ Aneurysms in a frosted glass 8. -lost thoughts   an ocean of pale moon lite 9. -Your time approaches the dance of snowflakes gliding to the forest floor

Haiku & Tanka october to november 2014 1. voices carry like fragments of infinity -ripples in a pond 2. -A sip of moonlight our drifting thoughts lost to an obsidian sky 3. a singing wind chime melts softly into the night -an inkwell lays dry 4. a new dawn rising on a single wilted rose -another poet writes 5. Intertwined patterns melting into the ever beckoning distance we tread softly on the estranged thoughts of our former selves 6. -autumns final breath… the sounds of Silent thoughts Sliding past like serpents 7. -frozen silhouettes words ripening slowly on the cold winter breeze 8. -rain drops and starlight the soft enigmati

haiku september 2014 1. beats of a war drum decaying in the distance -autumn falling fast 2. weary eyes shut to the silent autumnal night -a victim of time 3. -Invisible chains stars Glittering softly above a quiet street 4. -these terrors made flesh lies and secrets walk among us in empty rooms 5. empty eyes glaring under the pale moonlit sky -unbroken silence 6. -Our little secrets traces of the night before tangled in your hair 7. weeds grow steadily though the cracked and crumbling pavement of the roadside the passing days slowly grind us down to a bitter pulp 8. -at winters mercy the dying call of the last crickets of summer 9. S

Haiku’s july & august 2014 1. -slithering tendrils the shadows peddling nightmares to our empty rooms 2. engulfed in the soft whisperings of a dream -shining summer Moon 3. -No one to find me adrift amidst the debris of a modern life 4. -simpering smile hidden in the soft hue of the early morning sky 5. caught in a web of words delicately woven -Unsuspecting prey 6. the brittle whisper of unheeded promises -our drifting focus 7. a caustic expanse of ever echoing thoughts -ripples in a pond 8. a souls reflection mirrored in the morning coffee -black two sugars 9. slowly wading though an ocean of soft murmurs -our little secrets

splayed out across the cold tiles of my bedroom floor as the hallowed ticking of each haunting minute drags across my flesh sharper than flick knives this Unforgettable sense of seclusion hangs in the air like a painting just one more cigarette just one more drink… the day ends just a pale echo of a hundred yesterdays

The bitter sweet and deafening sounds of our own little nothingness leaking out into a moonlit autumnal sky we hung there like opaque portraits of ourselves over the cracking sidewalk for all the world to see Soft and unspoken

The cold lights of downtown shone softly on the pale city streets punctuating the night like the dying breath of a fading dream; memories still walked these streets like prostitutes   talking in hushed whispers like the rain drops that echo out in the dim autumnal night…