Caught her waking
two moons ago
over a city unaware
of its certain doom
ballooning
unnoticed
unsung
a giant speech blurb
full of
aching emptiness and
terrible secrets to tell us
without a tongue
to twist them into words
two moons ago
over a city unaware
of its certain doom
ballooning
unnoticed
unsung
a giant speech blurb
full of
aching emptiness and
terrible secrets to tell us
without a tongue
to twist them into words
Founder-editor of The Green Ogre, Beej began this blog as a solo writing project in 2006. A communications professional, he has worked as a corporate storyteller, journalist, travel writer, cartoonist and photo-blogger. He is an active birder and citizen science enthusiast.
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