PoetShed Scribbles. Thoughts. Ideas.


weather sows tip tip tap echoes
sighs from the cogs of a clockwork sea

sharp the sound sliding lengths of a glass eye
drawn silent by sleep, drawn silent

by night. wake then! dark is fled, cold plays
kettle in the kitchen, fire warms to the thought

of itself
to the thought of your skin
against mine

once more

About Stephen

Stephen R K Fender

I enjoy experimental writing. I do not see myself ever fitting in with, and following, the standard literary route. I am a creative writer which means I like to experiment with words, styles and platforms.

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