Burning Haibun

I hear the whispers from a moonlit terrace party but cannot fathom what they are discussing. Young and old all dance the night out to welcome the New Year. I change the calendar but do not foresee changed schedules and a hidden agenda. They have imposed new rules, but everyone is silent about the lurking … Continue reading Burning Haibun

Endings and Beginnings

stay centredwithin- you lose gripon the past;jump intouncertainty of future.endings, beginnings... RXC #359

Don’t take me in

don't take me intill you unclothe my thirsty souldon't take me inmy captivating fashion senseenvelopes emaciationstarved of understanding; I killdon't take me in W3 Prompt #136