Poems from MeropeDesign
I am enigma, a cypher amiss. Life’s work on a key, that no longer fits.Fluid and brittle in pieces and verse: I rebuild, and relearn,from...
This cliched little dance we've found;
You cast a line: I nibble,
You close away and leave me
wondering over my patter -
(too much, and...
The frantic forest floor,it was so cluttered once,every rustle was news, unsilenceable.Leaves fell, animals tracked through the dappled...