In humanity’s dark: A poem 

A shadow the streetlights invoke  Cold despair’s worn cloak  Hunger has the edge of stone  Flesh sinking to the bone  Care not he for love’s grace  Or for pity from the passing face  All the wanting is a meal  A beggar sniffing at humanity’s heel  The dirt of aeons is humanity’s spoke  The dark ofContinue reading “In humanity’s dark: A poem “

A broken heart doesn’t grieve: A poem 

I do not speak my grief  that love was a thief  Lessons were brief  No tears shed over a dead leaf  The heart has a boundary  Not for all and sundry  Yes, it cannot help being broken  when dusk for dawn is mistaken  Can tell the plaster from the varnish  Deception’s voice cannot garnish  I seekContinue reading “A broken heart doesn’t grieve: A poem “