Literature Journal Blog

  The Promising Man   Man, Had fallen like a spot of sunshine, Near periphery, Of afternoon, He had lit a farewell fire, To wa...

    Downpour   It rains at night, All the troubles and the rains, The safety shoes on my feet, Fill the rooms with the smell of ra...

  The Unseens   They move through the shadows like bad dreams,   In their corners of the night, hidden, dark,   Where they squ...

  Sharpening the Cross and Crescent Moon Two brothers were waiting, Impatiently the moon, With their shoulders leaned against a tree, That s...