Heightened

Just so, you are to me. When far away, always present. A murmur in my ear. Drawing me to you. A bright spirit, turning my attention all magpie. When close, a beautiful cacophony. All else drowned out. My soul throws itself in to you like a young otter, All joy play elemental. And yes, you … More Heightened

Shadow Of Darkness

An undisturbed surface. Pupil-black and convex, this barely contained pool. Hanging high, as if to catch dreams- Or desires. Possibilities, all swept in to an Oryx maelstrom. Rising to the surface and reflecting… In the eye of the beholder.   © Tom Tide 2017  

WordPress

A curious thing this writing: Two years of words, all penned out, Four Hundred posts, shared online.   © Tom Tide 2017  

Enrobed

Wound tight around my pulse: Feeling my heart quicken with desire sparked- Woven with memories, dyed indelibly.   © Tom Tide 2017    

Fall

The last apple falls anon: Does it sense its brief, swift demise? Or feel naught but gravity?   © Tom Tide 2017  

Tender

Autumn tide is swept away. Dormant curves yearn for the ocean- Drenched in their fierce desire.   Copyright Tom Tide 2017