Drizzle (Interlude I)

embracing rain
green lingers
the worm salutes
and petals lick the weeping ground

Deconstruction

I met the mouths of minds
collecting proverbs

I kindly counted
their deconstruction

Text

desire scatters words
on unwritten pages
images collide
playing with the texts
of nothing

Posterized

burnt sienna torches sky
sinking into abstraction

the rust of our madness still sketched
into the bones of our delicate existence

illuminated and outlined
defaced and crowned

Unexplainable

a moment was born
from similar sediment
twisted from the day
it arrived and collided
we quietly touch toes
in binding tenderness

~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell

Divinity

in brief interludes
ponies may appear
at sunrise
waiting to express
and externalize
a divinity
that never disappears

Terminal Figure

gentle hands grace crevices
of profiles stained
carressed in curvature
restrained

Mirrored in the Palm of a Fractured Self

sombre chords of a cell
sit among translucent walls
embedded gently
knowing not
what is being resurrected

Endless Intermission

stranded
the sun bursts
weeping for a resurgence
where deserts parted
and rooftops once moaned

nursing a void

petrified and waiting
in an endless intermission
of dust