When the molten earth seethedin its whirling cauldronnobody watched the potfrom a tall wooden...
poembay
In the digital realm where verses unfold, PoemBay whispers tales untold.
At least I’ve learned this much:Life doesn’t have to beall poetry and roses. Lifecan...
They call it stroke.Two we loved were stunnedby that same blow of cudgelor axe...
alas our good kaspar is dead.who will bury a burning flag in the wings...
I miss you too.Something old is broken,nobody’s in hell.Sometimes I kiss strangers,sometimes no one...
Today, my love,leaves are thrashing the windjust as pedestrians are erecting again the buildings...
I don’t know man trust is a precious thinga kind of humility Offer it...
The city purrs, it hums along, the morning hardly risen.A well-dressed drunk smears her...
As if you actually died in that dreamand woke up dead. Shadows of untangling...
Because it all just breaks apart, and the pieces scatter andrearrange without much fanfare...