Poems from TWELCH
Dear Country,
What more could you want from me
You already have my heritage
My ancestors
My rights
What more is there to take?
Is it the...
Hanging from the edge of the world
A grip on this reality waning
A river in flight and a flowing sky
An upside down
My celestial home...
Fallen leaves and autumn trees
A chilly November dawn
When dreams won't take flight and wintry whispers wake
A man sits alone
While the...