Poetry

A small collection of my poetry.

antiseptic chateau

antiseptic white tiles hide beneath lush padded carpet that makes no sound. so many doors, so many rooms, so many souls that share my chateau servants we have 'round the clock uniformed white with pastel colored

Companion to the Night

Awake, Dreams reluctant, lose their hold. Quietly, I slip my bed” Stepping outside, The Night, ink-streak'd black 'n bruised I'm alone. So very alone, In a sleeping world Gentle breeze kisses my cheek