You summon me with yoke of guilt; a filthy debt, your profit unsated. My fangs bared, ugly spoils to your curled finger. You find comfort in my squirm as you scrub salt into wounds still smashed, festering, oozing pools of woe. As of your death, there will be no paid in full. top image: “Mourning…
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Kerfe’s RWG 14 — Mission View
image by Karen Davis fluffy hare wet, slinks dew dank moonlightslips mist smoke, breath quick on her flightpinpoint cycle that’s quilled with her designregrets of the wounded all taken in stridesleep put off as it’s done when all bets ridetime to rest when post-collect’s magic sanctify words used: slink, cycle, regret, breath, bet, wound, smoke, sleep,…
Kerfe’s RWG 12 — creator’s velvet mercy
through scarf of feathered boughsa path, portal of stout knotty pinesa line along splashing gurgles deep pools with dazzling glints spellbound invisible frogs watch as we, salvage from a broken world, in benumbed state, stop to channelthe magic current of healing connect bear snuffle undergrowth for grubsas does nibble new grass, obliviousto returning visitors, welcome…
RWG 11 — For my uncle, shot down over the North Sea in WWII
North Sea When you heard whistles, yells, and felt the shells pierce the wings and hull, what did you wonder as parachute’s grace rocked you towards inevitable clash with Northern Sea’s finishing freeze splash? Did you embrace chivalrous? Macho? Scared? Maybe yours were no confident, steeled, screaming lips. Maybe relief gave your imminent non-being a…
Kerfe’s RWG 10 — Unused Beach
Slip of unraveled rope still flaps and whips, a fluffy snake pain marker; company in leprous shade. I avoid this place of sacrifice but miss your attention; on impulse I’ve dressed my ravaged face, Fascinated in morbid fashion at its folded and patted ratty clam, and make my way to unused beach. Half-buried wreck juts…
Kerfe’s RWG 9 — Music of the Night
Far-flung, afield, dusk travel’s magnet draws moonglow painted shadow space. I pause to note rough sounds cease asnight’s homely adjustment commences.Soft rustles, steps, flutterings stitch air,litter low, just over there, now whispers here.Sense a thousand ears tuning their stationsfrom light’s brash cymbal-clapped squawksto Hammond B of night’s sweet clarinets. top image by Dokkar Kerfe is…
Kerfe’s RWG 8 — mother board
stretch and feel the surgesurge and ride the waveswaves reach out, recederecede into mindfulnessmind full with now’s abidingabiding in sparkling circuitscircuits of connect as we bendbend incredulous pink knee modified blitz form words used from the list: Stretch, surge, waves, abiding, connect, pink, knee Note: knees come in many colors but pink is in…
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