smudge of chalk
on powder blue
afternoonΒ moon
cold, dry summer
birds arguing– who took
the wrong turn?
trapped in warm amber
yawning off chores and errands
summer nap with cats
if the green corn moon
could only climb down tonight
and feed our hungry
the dead’s festival
they dance until fireworks
light their way back home
the literary asylum
Wherever I lay my pen, that's my home
MARKOVICH ART: watercolor paintings
my humanity in written form
Guitarist / Songwriter / Blogger
Poetry, Fiction & Photography
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Tales from the mouth of a wolf
a collection of words about my average, bog-standard life accompanied by some sub-par illustrations that depict selected moments in said life
Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
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My thousand lines..
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