tiny poems by Grant Hackett
shall my wandering forever be :: naked to the touch of a moon
who put my birth into the hollow of a tree
will the rose behind your eyes ever come ashore
is the loss of one who has no place
found in water or wind
how does one search darkness
for a midnight from the past
for how many years can one fall inside the moon
shall all suns hold inside
a dawn that was never alive
Three poems published by Heliosparrow on 2/12/21!!
is awakened the word
for a seed that dies, then is sown
when i believe in what wind listens for
why does my nest unravel
can anyone else open a poem
to the fate of its reader
when i fold my eyes until they are smaller than light
is that the end of a day
if i could read the book of twilight would
earth return my child
who else sweeps their garden
to see what a whisper sees