Poetic License in a Line

There is no money in poetry, but then there is no poetry in money, either.– Robert Graves "The Earth cracked and the polluted womb of Gaia ushered forth an apocalyptic reckoning. A scourge from the depths of hell, aimed at the pathetic pestilence, mankind! The gaping darkness that is Satan's puckered, festering arsehole has come … Continue reading Poetic License in a Line

Feeling Fear in the Coming Dawn

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.– Kahlil Gibran The Light Watchman Sounds The caw of the light watchman soundsThe time I flee, for fear I am foundDiamond dust on the morning breeze, the soft current of my pleasIt would be my life to stay, fated … Continue reading Feeling Fear in the Coming Dawn