Inside these blank walls
Rain falls upon the skylight
I stare at a screen
Category: Poetry
SpringĀ
Oh, Monday
An Easter Message
As Easter message
Can we empty our own tombs?
Returning to life

This divided world
Looking at the Dawn
āDawn rises quickly
Or perhaps that’s just illusion?
The birds are singing
Rage’s DangerĀ
Danger in offended rage
Most toxic of poisons
Seeps into our marrow
Boiling, burning away joy
Leaving nothing by charred
Remains






