your eyes shine ancient stars of day
first dawned when the dark fractured
after earth boiled out the rains
pools collected reflected the new sky
drips shone rainbows ripples in the aether
light became everything
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
I checked my blog's numbers after my last post. My readership seemed to be exploding, but considering the volume was all from Singapore,...
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