Widows Posted on April 16, 2017April 16, 2017 by wpadmin beauty and horror entwined around each other in a spider’s web – morning mist- time passes red on black Posted in Animal, Beneath, Chance, Cold, Death, Distance, Fear, Morning, Seasons, Sleep, Summer, Sun, Time, Water and tagged Widow.
Alas! Dead cat!
Death poem just given,
Sinister tatami!