Poem : Virtual Reality

I happen to descent this dawn I happen to desert this dawn I happen to disdain this dawn Dawn of life, lights, lust, larks and lavae I know, ounce by ounce, own by own It’s rooted, riveted, raked all in real veil They norm it is virtual reality It’s layers, leeching layers above reality It’s […]

Poem : A Weather of Verse

Are poets weak words Are poems marsh lands Are verse withering weather I know there is a tremor I know there is a turbulence I know there is a fragmentation When I web my words into verse When I will my wishes into words When I pin my thoughts upon instincts Poets may be weak […]