photo credit: Kari Musil
Like whiskey aged
Remembered for it’s bite
Some flavors are acquired taste
Between dark history
And magic fairies
Is a legacy of ghosts
Who will not be stilled
By death or passage into
Weeds are designated
By those with shallow perspe...
Sunday 29th December 2013 3:31 am
Tags: dandelion,fairies,ghosts,Igu,Iguodala,No me Platiques,trouble,weed,Xs and Os
I ponder the etiquette of nursing a pint
and whether some might find it impolite
if I made it last just little while longer that I
might watch the rain that crawls on the steamed windows
making broken ghosts of every passer by
each of them eager to avoid
catching the eye of the living and I wonder
which one of them broke winter’s heart such as to make it
Saturday 28th December 2013 8:27 pm
Ghosts are haunting me,
Taking me back to corpses
I don't want to see.
I stare through your face,
A thousand question marks,
Gone out sparks and cold embrace.
I just want to have sex,
But my head's too stressed.
I want to breathe your breath,
Bring life to this complexed mess.
Condoms, and a bank card,
That smell like what we did,...
Saturday 28th September 2013 1:15 pm
On Sandal’s Field Of Ghosts.
Mist hangs over fields -
ahead, the castle looms where
died the Duke Of York.
At the willows three
a chill permeates the air
and touches nerve ends.
Here fell the Yorkist
hope – body mutilated
and dragged through the mud.
His head sent on to York to
top a traitors spike.
Saturday 28th September 2013 12:21 am
Tags: battle of wakefield 1460,death,duke of york,ghosts,haiku,sandal castle
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