Haiku VI
A millennial
notch on the belt of Venus
under hungry skies
Image by Thomas Bresson [CC BY 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons.
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Woken from a deep slumber, as if my name was spoken aloud. Only the spotlight of a honeyed full moon sings across my shadowed walls. Heart...