Poems from jaskiles
Words swirl inside my head like pillars of light,
I grasp onto the strands and wait:
I wait for them to makes sense,
Incoherent buzzes of...
A sweltering hot summer’s day
Clouds gather like a funeral procession
And let down their tears
Earth is cleansed as pelting sheets of drops...
The pungent smell of saltwater soaks the air
The sound of swishing, crashing impatient waves
Are rolling children dog-piling in playful...
I thought I knew the road and where it leads;
I came upon the fork and felt so sure,
Until the trees in shade began to tease;
My confidence...