Feast on Ripened Words
A Freeform Micropoem
Published in
Oct 4, 2023
Seeing is believing,
I see it
now —
where we were,
encased in
breathy synergy
like vapor from
my lungs,
from one
into the other
it echoed with
tangible cadence,
Seeing is believing,
I see it
now —
where we were,
encased in
breathy synergy
like vapor from
my lungs,
from one
into the other
it echoed with
tangible cadence,
Poet & short story writer, lover of eldritch horror and anything Poe or Lovecraft | My writing ebbs and flows, from dark to light and back again.