despair (Remove filter)
A Robin tapping on the window
Soaring clouds cloak rising sun, vigorous brightness, morning whiteness
Lightness, creeping upon those weeping sightless, dark blindness lifting in slightness
Rightness becomes a non factor, heart like a melted down reactor spitting smoke
Go for broke, break it all, the inevitable fall comes swiftly, will twist thee into submission
Nature's battle of attrition, cruelty ingrained into life lik...
Monday 12th April 2021 7:56 pm
Recent Comments
Nigel Astell on August 2025 Collage Poem: A Cut Above
3 hours ago
John Coopey on I SHAN’T ALWAYS BE LOVELY
5 hours ago
John F Keane on August 2025 Collage Poem: A Cut Above
6 hours ago
John F Keane on A Cut Above
7 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on I SHAN’T ALWAYS BE LOVELY
9 hours ago
Mike McPeek on Fallen Leaf
13 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on The Forgotten
14 hours ago
Rolph David on Sonnet: Imigh Hotovely, Imigh Smál Damnaithe! Imigh is Póg mo Thóin! [Out Hotovely, Out Damned Spot! Out and Kiss my Arse!]
15 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on His Majesty’s Stay Out of Hell Cards: “Divine Right” and “Convention”
16 hours ago
Hélène on Elementary
16 hours ago