I At the edge of midnight’s shadow, A storm without thunder unfolds. Not of fists, but of words unspoken, In the heart’s silent chamber it roars. II From the festal hearth I wandered, Seeking solace in a distant room; Among voices weaving night’s fabric, I drifted to where silence bloomed. III A message pierced the…
I SUDDENLY, a reed whispers between tall trees, Neither towering to be seen, Nor bowed enough to be dismissed. Skin of black tupelo , cracked By the whims of winter’s frost; Once supple, now sanded by stares, Whispers lodged in polite silence. I found solace in the shadows, The solitude of half-lit rooms Where the…
I FROM DUST into shadow on the winding road,I am the lone witness to my returning.Silent rooftops beckon from afar,Echoes of laughter lost in time’s abyss.But what does this pilgrimage unveil?A mirage of memories, a drapery of change?I am the lone witness to my returning…In green fields where silence grew,Paths diverged beneath watchful skies.Bosongo, a…
