Bleached Butterfly, 2019

Sunset
(Fibonacci)

sunset
takes me
back to the time
when I used to sit on
a bench under the oak tree
and feel the crimson sight of sunset
on the horizon of my slumberous eyes and
I see the hues of hope at the sky of my true love that
whispers; hope is the only panacea for every dying relationship

Bleached Butterfly, 1.3


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witty crows

disorientation...
a hooded crow caws
at the half moon


remembrance day —
the crows lined up
on the telephone line


aid distribution —
a flock of crows hover
around the leftovers


winter dusk
after the crows’ flight
winter dusk


landfill mining —
the flight of crows
above the dust clouds


game of thrones
cawing at the edge
seven ravens


funeral day —
a pair of crows hop
from shadow to shadow


ashes
in the cold wind...
carrion crows


Bleached Butterfly, 1.1

hedgerow, 2019

dappled light . . .
the washing line full
of ragged clothes

Hedgerow # 129, December 2019
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winter cleaning 

moth wings cling 

to mother’s scarf

hedgerow #128 (the summer issue)

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peace negotiations —
a refugee child collects
the bullet shells


hedgerow, spring 127

Moonbathing, 2019

taking me
to an unknown world
this roller coaster ride
of my tormented thoughts
after the breakup

Moonbathing issue 20

The Heron's Nest, 2019

sandpiper—
rolling back
the ebb tide

The Heron's Nest, Volume XXI, Number 2: June 2019