Along this river,The boundary of my land,And it seems, my life,This, no longer my country,A nation of strife and war.
Author: Masa
Nothing of particular interest.
Amateur Novelist, Poet, and Semi-retired Traveler.
Summer scorches roads
Summer scorches roads,So even seasoned merchants,Take the scenic routes.
Reaching for sunlight
Reaching for sunlight,Aching for morning’s embrace,So the flower blooms.
Tear-Soaked Trinity
The artist I abandoned,The paramour cut me loose,But we find one another,As surely as the sunset,Armed with new faces, of course,Sculpted of salt and bone, so,We pray to forget the pain.
Jukebox Remedies
A cold stiff drink is the best remedy for heartbreak, Something dark, alluring, a little cruel, Like love now lost to you, Now the classic jukebox remedy might soothe the fresh ache, Turning wounded rejection into artful cool, Or something just to cry to. Prompt: from the kind writers over at the pub, dVerse, “Juke” as … Continue reading Jukebox Remedies
Love is immortal
Love is immortal,Child of heavenly romance,Avenger of betrayal. Love, once born, lingers,An undead and haunting thing,That shadows all of my thoughts.
The lunatic stars
The lunatic stars,Stir in me, an ancient lust,Cruel as cold iron.Only with the morning light,Does shame temper me again.
I remember love
I remember love,And the anguish that I felt,As it died, broken.So I swore, Never Again,And yet, of course, here I am.
I was there that day
I was there that day,When she cried to the heavens,Abandoned, alone,And I did nothing but watch,Silent, condemned, a traitor.
Foggy summer days
Foggy summer days,Steal from me heat, hate, and dreams,So, I too, am mist.
Discarded Recollections 