Add to ORKGI SHIVERED underneath by heavy coat and forced my mittened hands more firmly into my pockets. The wi...
A crisp fall day with summers air turning into an autumn breeze. The day is a chilly one but comfort...
sometimes in the morning when it\u27s still and silence is the only noise before the town turns on a...
Silence You mock Me, the chattering creature, One such as gods fill gardens with for company in omni...
in the evening winter is creme among shadows, belting mysteriously to grass and thinly-clad trees..
The deepening light of the setting sun, Scattered by bare branches on the hill top, Danced in linger...
Tonight as I walked home through the thick darkness, Guided only by spots of light from the streetla...
The blood of death would not shock this sun. The thin winter sun, bare trees, slim straight shadows....
As scent of freezia in the winter gloom Recalls the look of flowers long since dead, Bruised hearts ...
FOUR O\u27CLOCK. I watched the sky from my window as far in the west the clouds gathered into a slow...
Sleep is the black, heavy-winged butterfly Brushing its velvet powder in your brain..
The dry day dies as many have before, In the steel-gray death of a bloodless sun; Mortician night sh...
The boulevard lights bounce from the pavement; The walkers speed their pace as the night chills. Lon...
You said death is quiet? I have heard death; he is boisterous. He crashes on the porch, exploding se...
We light our fire As the last rays of the sun Disappear from the sky. Hastily we gather Feathery pin...
I SHIVERED underneath by heavy coat and forced my mittened hands more firmly into my pockets. The wi...
A crisp fall day with summers air turning into an autumn breeze. The day is a chilly one but comfort...
sometimes in the morning when it\u27s still and silence is the only noise before the town turns on a...
Silence You mock Me, the chattering creature, One such as gods fill gardens with for company in omni...
in the evening winter is creme among shadows, belting mysteriously to grass and thinly-clad trees..
The deepening light of the setting sun, Scattered by bare branches on the hill top, Danced in linger...
Tonight as I walked home through the thick darkness, Guided only by spots of light from the streetla...
The blood of death would not shock this sun. The thin winter sun, bare trees, slim straight shadows....
As scent of freezia in the winter gloom Recalls the look of flowers long since dead, Bruised hearts ...
FOUR O\u27CLOCK. I watched the sky from my window as far in the west the clouds gathered into a slow...
Sleep is the black, heavy-winged butterfly Brushing its velvet powder in your brain..
The dry day dies as many have before, In the steel-gray death of a bloodless sun; Mortician night sh...
The boulevard lights bounce from the pavement; The walkers speed their pace as the night chills. Lon...
You said death is quiet? I have heard death; he is boisterous. He crashes on the porch, exploding se...
We light our fire As the last rays of the sun Disappear from the sky. Hastily we gather Feathery pin...
I SHIVERED underneath by heavy coat and forced my mittened hands more firmly into my pockets. The wi...
A crisp fall day with summers air turning into an autumn breeze. The day is a chilly one but comfort...
sometimes in the morning when it\u27s still and silence is the only noise before the town turns on a...