Poetry Blogs (Aokigahara)
Nicola Beckett on The Cost Of Your Hand (3 hours ago)
Nicola Beckett on big lots (6 hours ago)
Take me away,
let me find a place of peace,
Somewhere i belong.
Somewhere i can take myself off track,
hear the trees calling
the whispers of the dead,
the footsteps leading a path to nowhere.
The silence of horror,
the selfishness, the selfless.
A place of no evil, a place of no light.
Where no man or woman will have sight,
where no man or woman will ha...
Wednesday 1st February 2017 6:11 pm