Here you will find my musings, most are quite dark and appeal to a select few, if you fall under that category I hope you enjoy what you read, thoughts are welcome
Pink xx

Thursday, 4 February 2016


Silent echoes
laced in stardust

as darkness falls in line.
Graveyard dirt coils
upon lost tombs
with sins of long ago.

Blistered sunbeams weep
no more
for those forgotten,

inhale deeply

the scent of hate
as dreams dissolve
upon broken wings.

Blueberry sky cracked
with the weight
of eternal tomorrows,

silver wisps drift
pinned to fury.

Yet final words still
kiss the air

with venom.

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