The Wabi-Sabi Writer

Fleeing the confines of the day, the mindAll loose and well wornBecomes the wanderer foreverUnder the hazel skies  Light drapes through branches, clinging to every willothewisp curveAs though the accidental forrest dancesRight before your eyes*Poetry prompt: write an acrostic work based off a word chosen at random - Oct 8,2014 OctPoWriMo  Fabular: of or relating to a story, novel, or the like written in the form of a fabl...

It begins Finding rhythm in steadybeatingstitching slowlypiercing swollen meshPulling backagainst the boneUnfolding urges dew drips downinto your handsyieldingsurrendersCrimson splasheswhite hot streaksshuddering violetthe pinksig...

The early evening empties with stillnessas the fog of the week rolls in from the seaNo resemblanceto the riotous gatherings spilling outon the sidewalkspilt wine stainson the pavementthe body chalking evidenceof the balmy night beforeI return heretime and time again to the place of a now estranged familybecause it knows my bonesas the many stories stacked neatly on the entrance tableFlirtations once swellingcrashing into the midnight...

It's far from the promisedSpacious Southern exposure NaturalLight filtering Through Blinds graciouslyLeft behind  Yet this momentIn the creakingCorners I find ComfortSettlingFor nowAnd call it ho...