Poets
Some time ago, I was given a few poets, more precisely Peat Poets. Here I will write them down. They are marked as Craig Stobo 2006. Unspoken Comma A silence is a pause, a pause is a moment, a moment is a thought, a thought begets a question, a question demands an answer, an answer preceded by a silence. 30.xi.02 Andrew kicked a ball blootered three past the Killie: Maryhill worshipped Firestarters Streaming filaments blazing down from outer space: Leonids shower. Star-Crossed Lovers Following their whims in daybreak's ashen stillness, kissing until warm, lovers embrace snow, transforming flakes to water, drowning each other; snatched up from this world, placed in heaven by angels: binary starlight. I will publish in future more poems, and with a little more depth.