Belated Season’s Greetings
What has become of flighty mistress Spring? That season that delights in our dismay. Twice now I’ve seen a robin …
Category: . Restless
Tyrannical Bells
They call us to worship, call us to arms and jar us awake with strident alarms. When lashed by their …
Silver Bird
Carving its way through the star studded sky, crossing the face of the moon riding high, bright silver bird on …
The Storm
A sneaky breeze, a thousand thieves is creeping through the grass and trees and tugging branches, rustling leaves. Its fingers, …
Bipoles
I can think of six paroxysmical rages? ?just before breakfast and I have more wroth before I make scrambled eggs? …
Toxic Love
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and you have scorned me. Now you have to pay for all …
Long Cold Lonely Winter
This winter lingers late in rime filled dells, old wearied bones and joints creak stiff and sore, glazed frosted panes …