"brumalis" poems
my safe blanket, my nest, my little own pocked sized moon that heals me with just a giggle
I’ll hold on for you too, my baby, until you’re ready
heartbeat steady, I’ll be on the other side for you, waiting
Mar 12, 2022
Mar 12, 2022 at 1:41 AM UTC
Old man Lux Brumalis -
“Light of winter”
With long shadow branches
On cold blank white patches
Old man Lux Brumalis -
Has put a blanket over Harvest
As he intermingles and rests
Through the springtime apricus
Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 7:14 PM UTC