Tag: love
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Ajar
My door ajar, texts scampered in as if they were parcel tongues slithering in. They were powerful like the moon, my canine heart howled melancholic blues. Emerald eyes filled my mind, again, a single sentence brought back what once had been. Yet what had been to me was not what had been to you. Months…
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Once There Was Wendy
Once there was me with Wendy, in a time plucked back like bass strings before the drop. A picture once lived in my mind, before time spit it out like grass tore up in the hum of a lawnmower’s chomp. If honey is love, was our circumstance the bees? All day they worked, their tiny…
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Looking back
He laid in bed unable to sleep. She remained fixed in his mind, the way the cold ear hugs the ocean breeze as it breaches the shores and travels northward and inland over mountains and buildings alike. It felt like a shaking, an unshakeable shuddering, though he did not feel it in his skin or…
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How is it Spring?
I see spring leaves blooming all around me. The conifers and their pines, the daisies in the sun. I see the skies all blue above me, Still I cannot change what’s been done. Winter came with the hoary frost, It wasn’t the temperature of the air that changed, But the spirit of a man, his…
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Heartache
What happens when a heart breaks? Does it shatter into thousands of shards of glass? Or does it rust as does wintered brass? Does it bleed and wilt at first, Or does it congeal until it finally bursts? Can it be melted and heated as is sand, And if made whole, will it again stand?…
Writings by Samson Mousa 