Sunday, November 1, 2015


November greets
with falling leaves and stars…
through vessels/veins
beneath each stone
in search
for maiden name of dusty body,
forgotten words…
unable cope, embrace the loss
the weeping kin,
still hope to hear dear voice…
and autumn bleeding
with blue fires…

Note: Dedicated to the tragedy with Russian plane crashed in Sinai, killing all 224 people on board.