Raven – Part Two
Raven & the Secret in the Forest – Serial Fiction book 1 in the ‘Raven Kingdom’ series by Lëaf Ednïwinga Dedicated to my son, Raven. Love -Lëaf “A young boy who lives with his...
Author: Lëaf Ednïwinga
Winter Mind Trip
Poem Monstrous winds toss the trees Their twigs clatter like old bones And a small dark figure huddles in a corner; Curled against the stones. Scarfed up to the eyes, it waits for...
Electric Sparks
Poem Slowly waking, one by one, A hive of glowing fireflies: I watch them burning to life Wondering what dreams they’re dreaming What each one is thinking Alone in his glowing cell; Bright...
Thought Inkling
Poem Smoke slithers along the window-edge, Like vaporous snakes; Half alive in the pale light. A feeling like cricket legs Twitches at the corner of my eyes. I’ve got a cigarette clenched Between...
Sleep Birds
Poem The sleep tugs at my eyes, Like whirring black birds Pulling at the corners of sheets. There is one hole in the stone wall, Through which I look and see: A solitary...
A Snowstorm of Paper
Poem A snowstorm of paper at my feet: It fell there from my scissors’ teeth Last night, in a shower of inky sleet. In piles on the floor lay my reams of wreckage...
Paper-Thin Feeling
Poem In the morning, After all the tea is drunk and the tedium suffered, The mistakes of yesterday still hover above Like a dark clustering cloud that won’t dis-spell. All the people look...
Whisper My Name
Poem This white-hot cold Drips down my ribs; Ice that burns like fire. Even the rain cannot cool or fade The red scars from my back. The wood of the table leg Is...
White Flames
Poem White flames Set fire to bones: Lights me up From the inside out. My limbs are on fire, Like the kindling in a tree Licked clean to the bones By the blaze....
Death of a Karaganda January
Poem The world swims into focus And I pick the burden back up, Smile and wave. Through my special glasses, some days, Is the only way I can bear it. Drudgery has eaten...
Winter Gloaming
Poem Winter gloaming has finally come, Bleak, pale days and frozen white nights. The leaves had whispered From forest to forest All through the endless summer days That winter was just a rumor....
