Tag Archives: Rags

Clouds (Night) (Poems)

Posted on August 24, 2011 by skyraftwanderer

Caravan of ghosts moon beam trail Astral rags disintegrate wind strewn sky Wraithen fabric drifting on night tides Ashen giants splinter on twilight gales Phantom brumes dreaming of infinite voids Night rafts of ethereal wraith bone follow waxen rivers Loamy … Continue reading →

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Friday Night (Poem)

Posted on June 1, 2011 by skyraftwanderer

Rags and feathers, African Mask, shuffling across the street, shambling through the crowds. Finding its spot, sitting cross-legged, pulling an instrument from a knapsack. Alto Saxophone. Rag encased hands run through tuning exercises. Squeaks and squawks rumble forth from the … Continue reading →

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Friday Night

Posted on May 11, 2011 by skyraftwanderer

It starts every friday night. It emerges from the dusty side streets, rising and fading, dancing between the waves of night tide particles, prefect music from a concealed faraway deep within the villages side streets and alley ways, basements and … Continue reading →

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Mado

Posted on February 5, 2011 by skyraftwanderer

We are distant from Mado but its residents are near. If you seek Mado you will not find it. If you are seeking you are thinking and Mado requires a clear mind. If you are being sought then you shall … Continue reading →

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