soft light
licks my backbone
then darts into the night
on the copse edge I stand alone
unknown
Tag Archives: cinquain
Cinquain/X
Cinquain/II
banshees
roam the badlands
babbling with twisted trees
on this wicked night that demands
hard hands
Cinquain/VIII
elbow
latches lamplight
beneath a tawny glow
in the moment that we alight
from night
