sentry/century

the empire was born in a century of watchers, the watchers vanished shortly after. the empire reigns with the blessing of heaven, heaven glares with cloudless oppression. the empire conquered the last king, the last king reigned with the blessing of heaven, when the skies rained and rivers grew wellsprings. ~~ The watchers wore theirContinue reading “sentry/century”

I keep calling for this rain

If you quell the pain, prickles remain, and I feel so detached from the past, I could be a stranger in the memories of danger, like they burn a different skin. I wanna heal from the thunder squeal, but my midnight brain plays the game “How can we twist imagination’s eye to warp this pictureContinue reading “I keep calling for this rain”

January 11th, 2022/courage rain

Today’s Prompt: What does it mean to live boldly? I live as bold as a raindrop. I gather my self in the troposphere until I accumulate bigger than my dust-fears, and I yield to earth’s gravity and I plummet ever so courageously. ***2nd poem*** This potion comes in three parts: One, the thumb thimbles toContinue reading “January 11th, 2022/courage rain”