Friday, May 7, 2021

Monday Moon

Instant fortune poured 
into lasting lasting love,
Freed manors bless
blind listeners,
Brought down by
instant blame,
Proximity feels,
Longing blooms,
Torn after light gleams,
Blisters find injured visions,
Lines trace out the Moon

-Cory Tambourine

Inherent Danger

Looking out, it could be any other dawn but for the frozeness I see and feel. I am seeing spring grass beneath the snow, recalling the rains...