My Poetry and Prose Blogology
My Refuge of Green
“evergreens huddle around my dark sorrows
quieting anxious tines of ravaging nerves
whispering their draught of greener spice
I breathe spellbound in a wilderness temple”
“dropped in swills of dark
i mined veins in toxic sludge…”
“evergreens huddle around my dark sorrows
quieting anxious tines of ravaging nerves
whispering their draught of greener spice
I breathe spellbound in a wilderness temple”