darkpoetry
-
Ocean’s roar beckons, Many a sailor’s life lost Chasing sirens’ call. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
-
A flowing river Carries away earth in stride. The ground whittled down. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
-
Crescent chortle slant Hanging on crooked half-moon Smile. Dark intentions. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
-
Hold up a second, Time kept slipping to future, Its tracks lost in age. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
-
Come journey with me Among the stars, we could be Pretend affluent. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
-
Cons and charlatans Are my only company. Used for their own gain. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
-
This mind turns over All the possibilities, Working hard in vain. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
-
My family tree, I was part of the branch cut from the ties that bind. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
-
Awake I shiver, The arms of sleep call to me, Its lull soothing soft. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
-
We’re oft afraid of What we can’t see in the dark. Sordid shapes shadowed. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Giuseppe Gillespie Writing 