Blackbird Artist
Poem Something drips, Thick like candle-wax, Warm like blood, From the top of the canvas down to the bottom, Making a jet-black streak on the blinding white. A pair of wings shadows the...
Author: Lëaf Ednïwinga
A Rose on Kostenka Street
Poem Someone dropped you (a rose,) on Коstenka street: I found you while I tramped the crunchy road, As I skidded on Karaganda sidewalk-sleet, Down the snowy, boot-printed lane, Shivers slinging from my...
September Magic
Poem Today, when I was walking I saw the “ghosts” of one friend after another. In the faces of strangers walking down the path I saw my friends’ eyes staring back at me....
Psychadelic
Poem In the afterglow I shine like a worm. Verses go swirling round my head again; The day is pale and grey. Cracking eggs on the windowsill, And thawing butter on the radiator....
Mind Garden
Poem A day of cold, And I’m chilled to my bones. Every rafter of my snow-shocked brain Tinkles with pinnacles of frost: Glass too cold to touch, Each lobe a frosty forest Except the...
Raven – Part Three
Raven & the Secret in the Forest – Serial Fiction book 1 in the ‘Raven Kingdom’ series by Lëaf Ednïwinga Dedicated to my son, Raven. Love -Lëaf “A young boy who lives with his...
Bittersweet You
Poem A: I breathe your name: I whisper it like a beautiful secret To drift onto the empty night, Hear it fall with the snowflakes And echo off the stones, And come right back...
Early Morning Self Portrait
Poem The smoke flows out From between my teeth Like green wind And ash scatters in the smile. The smoke is sucked sharply back With a pain that I love and hate All at...
Forget My Name
Poem Focus on the mountains ahead, Forget the pain behind. I need to stop turning in circles And just stop: Stop hitting replay on this sting, Stop thinking And just set out. So I...
Anti-Inspiration
Poem Helpless, blue in the face Because I can’t take a breath Until I quench this thirst. I look outside and see Nothing but poison rain. A rising flood of feeling is inside...
A Picked Flower
Poem That flower that I picked for you One dark night from the forest floor, Trembling in the wake of a faint, wild tune Had drops of dew clinging to its petals And...
