Parapraxis

By the meagre spark of a cigarette, The scapegrace’s gang was always well met: Mealy mouthed and nicotine stained, They gathered by night but never by day. Haunting the queasy quarters of the city, The dark back alleys and the not so pretty Gelatinous overspill of late night bars, They dodged dustbins, drunks and stolen […]

Wings and Leaves

sunset silhouettes of crow-black wings gathering leaves on empty trees © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Pinterest My response to Carpe Diem Special (3rd guest) Herman van Rompuy “the night has fallen” Chèvrefeuille has introduced us to Herman van Rompuy, Belgian politician who formerly served as Prime Minister of Belgium and then as the […]

Night Mysteries

The old moon has crumbled Into stars There is nothing left To hold the sky together I watch it from behind my hands Feel my bones strain Under the weight of it all Waiting for the mountains Of the moon to fall Soaking up the darkness And the light Steadfast in the silence Of the […]