Woodland Solitude

Sometimes I feel so very out of place That even my shadow leaves me behind, Alone with ideas that put up the chase, Running through the walls that keep me confined.   So I’ll take a walk in rain and quiet To where the trees make it safer to ink. I’ll get lost in leaves,…

I am not Myself

I am not myself. I’ve never been so, My shadow and I just follow my feet Down empty roads beneath the rusty glow. In thought and solitude I’ll take my seat. But have no pity, for I am not lost; I can find parts of myself here and there. Like here in the lone company…

Sonnet: Seasons of grief

Unwanted, unwelcome, the shadows seep Across ice that keeps me frozen in time. A small pink rose destroyed by frost, I weep, Snatched from my grasp, I have lost what is mine. The cold winds blow like the spread of venom. Surrounded by leaves, letting go, falling Rotten to the floor, colours faded, numb From…