


Shared with dVerse Poetic Tuesdays – phrases
on hushed earth
a silent thread
a broken myth
rain’s soft secret
grief’s long tide
honeyed starlight
let the world spin
a different kind of wild
kiss the concrete
light-starved flowers
echoes in the throat
this fragile frame
the dusk demands
an atlas of the heart
where shadows drink
the last good hour
bone-deep cold
and time goes by
to wander off
this mortal coil
Today’s Daily Stoic poem: