Author: Lëaf Ednïwinga

freeing poem 0

A Snowstorm of Paper

Poem   A snowstorm of paper at my feet: It fell there from my scissors’ teeth Last night, in a shower of inky sleet. In piles on the floor lay my reams of wreckage...

regretful poem, newspaper 1

Paper-Thin Feeling

Poem   In the morning, After all the tea is drunk and the tedium suffered, The mistakes of yesterday still hover above Like a dark clustering cloud that won’t dis-spell. All the people look...

aftermath poem 0

Whisper My Name

Poem   This white-hot cold Drips down my ribs; Ice that burns like fire. Even the rain cannot cool or fade The red scars from my back. The wood of the table leg Is...

poem about cold 0

White Flames

Poem   White flames Set fire to bones: Lights me up From the inside out. My limbs are on fire, Like the kindling in a tree Licked clean to the bones By the blaze....

winter day poem 1

Winter Gloaming

Poem   Winter gloaming has finally come, Bleak, pale days and frozen white nights. The leaves had whispered From forest to forest All through the endless summer days That winter was just a rumor....