Fog Bound (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 16 Sep 2020 in Art, Poems

      Fog Bound   The short life of an early riser A trawler…sort of that Resigned to his smokes and mists His captive’s steps delay the epitaph And every, of his days, has him by the throat From a pipe he puffs as one would etch In the present tongue A messenger’s dry-leafed […]