Birched Poems - Poems about Birched

...Each night, while you lay breathing quietly, I wander like a wraith through empty rooms A phantom in both life and memory, the ghost a long abandoned oath exhumes I hover like a spirit over you......Read the rest...

... a day we went round in cycles until our senses cracked open our eyes into the vangogh greens birched our ears smacked by seabirds gulls gobbing off perchpolluted in our nostrils the toxi......Read the rest...