A Cleave poem In the form of two Tankas tall, frosted windows reflecting dawnโs rays as the horizon lights up deep purple morning glories under cotton clouds opening to rain marking the autumn season harbinger of winter chill look upon a dull, brown world spelling tender petals' ends How to read a Cleave poem? Simply:… Continue reading Dawn, or: Twilight
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Dreaming, or: Foggy
A Cleave poem In the form of two Tankas thick heavy droplets cloudy, directionless the sun pulls up its blanket glowing with pigeon grey light weary, reluctant hazy horizon cozies upon bed of snow making dreams of distant trees covering the sleepy realms humanity cannot see How to read a Cleave poem? Simply: Read the… Continue reading Dreaming, or: Foggy
Aubade, or: Love requited
A blues stanza Thursday night at my 'puter, watch'n skies brighten, Still at my 'puter when it start'n to brighten, I scowl t'ward the window as it lets tha light in. If I don' go to bed, I won' be getting no shut-eye, Too many nights I been getting no shut-eye, Tired in tha daytime...… Continue reading Aubade, or: Love requited
Dawn, or: Twilight
A Cleave poem In the form of two Tankas tall, frosted windows reflecting dawnโs rays as the horizon lights up deep purple morning glories under cotton clouds opening to rain marking the autumn season harbinger of winter chill look upon a dull, brown world spelling tender petals' ends How to read a Cleave poem? Simply:… Continue reading Dawn, or: Twilight
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