The stars only shone on looking.
We left as lovers lost in a storm of unkempt emotions. Such was the way with the hurricane and the wind. We blew across the world elemental in our excesses. We didn’t care; we were free. Like bottled cyclones, we span around in translucent circles, the world at our feet and the sky out of […]
Old, leather chairs have certain unmistakable aromas. Perhaps it’s the skin of the animals they heralded from, their pastures, the farms they called home? Perhaps not. I often overthink these things. As for me, I believe they take on the scents of those who cherish them. Like love, aromas linger.
Bored cows moo instead of talking.
The dogs lined up at one side of the street tails wagging, tongues panting, the felines opposite. The cats were an altogether cooler affair. Whilst some eyed their canine adversaries with contempt others licked parts that caused even greater offence. The dogs hated the cats because they were cats. The cats hated the dogs because […]
Every night, love was a dark and brooding presence in our room. But, I grew used to it over time, acclimatised to the warmth in my heart. When summer slipped to winter and the heat disturbed my peculiarities, what else could I do? Now, I’m cold and comfortable again.
Goldfish in the tank They think they’re hidden from me In their two feet space
Ignited wick burns Waxen skin slipping away She melts in silence
To be a bubble Our only expectation Ride the breeze and pop