Mastermind manners
Was it a curse of perpetual dissatisfaction That made their methods so meticulous? Or was it just a mad mutation, That made up a genius? Each stroke of the paintbrush Fell precisely into place Till, like a sorcerer possessed, He vitalized her face. Each finger sculptIing a dream Ceaselessly did play Till, to […]
If Meetings Are Truth
#Poattic-4 #Poetryparlour #Lies If meetings are truth, Then partings are lies. In this cyclic world Rushing hither thither All screaming silences die. And circular points disappear. One hastens through a motley crowd Into the comfort Of a tenuous heart’s tie. *** ‘Tis this silken strand That anchors A time-worn traveler’s Blighted heart, affixing It into […]