i’m dreaming of watching
sunsets with you
in front of an orange sky
along with cherry hues
seagulls crying
and boats quietly
passing by
feet in the sand
this is the promised land

Heaven rained on me,
I breathed in the petrichor,
Bathed in the downpour.

that it's here
in it's gray cloudy

glory
and bluster

such wind
and bluster

yep

that's all that needs to be
said


whit howland © 2020

tender flesh
rippled synapses connect
through ligaments and thoughts
the heart contracts
love coagulates
on the wrist a scarlet line
pools the loneliness at night
dampening the mystery of suicide

the neighbour can taste the rot
puppy whining in the hall
shadows grow thicker than blood
the moon witnessed it all