Poetry and such like.
o dark angel, what soporific may we obtain for thee. Beautiful. We all nest the burn barrel, yes? xxxj
Pretty much. Enigmatic, nonetheless, the way you've thrown your dice-words against the bumper of the page. Some things, to speak in the odd construction of where I live, need burned.
rise pheonix, burn us all.
Shay-- would you check out second poem I posted for today and tell me what you think-- will stop back later..xxxj
Awesome as usual. You rock and all that. Sorry, too sick to offer a decent comment. I did love it though.
the dark bird turns spark to stone...sorry have not been here in a bit...the whole April writing everyday took time away from reading...thank goodness it is over...bkm
Perhaps, not the wisest place to nest.
Wow. Zapped us with your power in a few potent lines.
Ya know, even though it was short it took me a few reads to really pull everything out of it. Well done!
I had to look up 'charnel' ... then I re-read and got chills
This gave me shivers. Don't want that Dark Bird roosting near my house!
for the song to be silenced is painful to face and yet in all the ashes might there still be something..Moonie
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