Error’s a bit player now,
but he used to be big,
in the morality plays.
You had Pride then, too,
and Death,
and kids called Patience
and Fear
Monthly Archives: February 2015
Chocolate box of the fatalist
Mourning your moaning
Crooning your groaning
Loving your passing
Second-guessing the mist
Reaching out
The soul’s dishevelment
“Why were you hiding?”
No, please thank you, I was not hiding
but biding
time
while the garden grew regardless
Wanting you badly
A pound of potatoes
cools the boil
but they’ll cook
soon enough
you’ll see
