WD 187 “Self Made”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Self Made Can I contribute, a single line To the law you have already carved into your heart With blood and tears, as sharpened stone scraped dark red lines in The delicate tissue, the rhythm beating like a war drum And there was something new inContinue reading “WD 187 “Self Made””

WD 135 “Isolation”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Isolation The big picture has no character A floral pastiche of  Places without people, objective facts Liberated accents of muted color, range and flow But look upon the hand that paints it and you’ll see Deep scars Sorrowfully twisted fingers, bled to dryness like winter birches Continue reading “WD 135 “Isolation””

WD 131 “Centipede”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Centipede Catwalk  Solid bone A thin line of advancement where I know I won’t fall As long as you’re watching me, but sometimes you’re busy, looking into  Your father’s eyes Ocean blue stains on a white canvas, blinking more often than they see Soul submerged, YouContinue reading “WD 131 “Centipede””