Tag Archives: Black

Black and White Lightning (Poem)

Black and white lightning silently lighting up the sky like a 1920’s film devoid of colour, full of grace.

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Moth Forest

Moonlight bathes the trees, the forest flooded by a waxen river. The tree’s appear serene in the lunar glow, still in the absence of a night wind. As the moon reaches its highest point the weald begins to vibrate. It … Continue reading

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Diner (Nighthawks)

A car drifted by outside, its lights slowly fading into the gloom. “Are we going to see each other again?” “Yeah, maybe.” Maybe means no. She knows it means no and he does. He will focus on the yeah, it … Continue reading

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Magpie (3 poems)

Black and white coruscating through viridian leaves. Streak of purple. ~~~ Black phantom dips white revenant rising. Stripe of purple scythes through the air. ~~~ Black descending white rising stream of purple lingers. ~~~ Same as the heron poems. Feedback … Continue reading

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Heron (3 poems)

Against emerald leaves white and gray still by waters edge ~~~ White and gray silent by waters edge. Streak of black, flash of yellow. Splash of water, struggling fish. ~~~ Muted gray, stark white, darkest black, flashing yellow patiently studying … Continue reading

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Poems (Park Series)

Tree by the shore Arcing over the water, hanging branches blanket the water. Sunlight filters through the leaves, ivy coiled around the trunk. Blue Tit Blue and yellow, flaring and fading, between drooping branches and waters edge. Water Water stewn … Continue reading

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The Void

It stretched out before him. A vast desolate space of near infinite nothingness. He was alone in this abyss. He had become disconnected from the team and was now a forlorn observer of a desert of non – existence. The … Continue reading

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The Door

Somewhere in this world, the exact place is not important, there is a door. The door is black, with a silver handle and a Tudor style arch. It is situated near a bank. Again, that’s not important. What is important … Continue reading

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