Poised

poised between
perdition and clarity

(weary of being)

© living in verses

Hurling Stones

It’s easy to interpret what you see ahead;
Not at all if it’s what you picture in your head.
That protruding shadow inducing desolation,
Feeding and growing above all expectation;
About to prevail upon your fragile bones,
With you striving to endure against its hurling stones.

© living in verses

Morse Verse #1

• •••_ • _• _ •••• • _ _ _ _ ••_ _ _• •••• • ••• _

_•• • ••• • •_• •••_ • ••• _ _ _ _ _ •

_•_• ••_ _•• _•• •_•• • •••

[even the toughest
deserve some
cuddles]

© living in verses

(Lately, I’ve been digging Morse code.)

Ethereal

A love that is
ethereal.

© living in verses

(A simple verse synthesizing the beauty in falling love with small and delicate details that don’t seem to belong to this world from how singular they are; in other words, falling in love with the ethereal.)