Sam CottleYou. (a poem)There, you climbed into my head, Made a nest for yourself among the patchwork3d ago3d ago
Sam CottleYour name on the wind. (a poem)The eerie sensation Of your name called on the wind Nothing echoing there, Nothing but the silence, Nothing to share And nothing to find…6d ago6d ago
Sam Cottlespring time on the hillside. (a poem)The obscure man shakes a stick in the distance, beating over hedges, moving cattle forward.Jul 22Jul 22
Sam Cottleinto twilight. (a poem)into twilight again i recede as daylight’s borne stricken blue for the heat’s rending on plainly in pains of daylight, give me the night…Jul 22Jul 22
Sam CottleAether breathing. (a poem)Voices on the air, like aether breath, Tall tales from the cosmic wind;Jul 21Jul 21
Sam CottleStill time remains. (a poem)Still time remains, Standing solid and implacable Right in front of my eyes. Whispers of the truth rise out of nowhere. Nothing seems real…Jul 18Jul 18
Sam CottleStuffed Shirts. (a poem)The snarling edifice of the stuffed shirt, The men and women crammed into offices, Purged from lazy sight by some inchoate Ideology; stiff…Jul 17Jul 17
Sam CottleNothing came to stay. (a poem)Nature’s orbs burning bright In the dim-dark streaking night, The lambent hues, Over the sky they move, Making waves part away; Nothing…Jul 16Jul 16