sadness – Read Moore

Sonnet 5: The Orange

On the path where I walk there is an orangeWhich lay, five long days now, moldered, more fringeOf peel and rind than fruit; acrid, citrusStink filled air, with I it’s only witness. Surprised was I no creature dined the snackBefore rot took it, yet as I looked backAt the human intervention I knewNo thing couldContinue reading “Sonnet 5: The Orange”

Heart Sick

It’s a disease. Insidious, eating you from the inside out,That feeling that everything is falling, getting behind,Like a stack of bills ever growing, the stack of wood dwindling for the hungry fire, where no warmth is found, only cold, pulling you in, eating you from the inside out. It’s a disease that preys on yourContinue reading “Heart Sick”