Random Unsorted Drafts / 23 December 2019

mountains ablaze

As I kiss the mountains ablaze,
My lips turn blue.
As I embrace the fiery rage,
My senses go cold.
I pray to no-one as no-one listens,
I whisper the words of wisdom to the witless.
As I kiss the mountains ablaze,
I find my spirit unheeding

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.