Sunset drinks

Fingers of froth feel their way into the shore’s sea-soaked cracks,Slip, slap, shiplap overlapping conversations between ocean and cooled lava,In the air above the waves, music blurs with the chatter of parading peas and hens,Sun-baked scents of forgotten herb beds on dry mountain terraces fuse with expensive oils,Floating fragrances that signal the beautiful ones areContinue reading “Sunset drinks”

Crocodile Tears

No more wind-blown, torn cloud reptile tears,That fill the space where words should claimThe right to state and not whitewash years,But echo back the skin-felt blame,And the shame, the shame, the shame, the shameOf mine-deep things hid in our name,Like a poisoned fruit from a poisoned treeWith mangled roots that won’t let us beThey holdContinue reading “Crocodile Tears”