For Aretha Franklin (1942-2018) Aretha, Queen of Soul Every note a prayer, Smooth as silk, Strong as steel. […]
Author: John W. Leys
Sun glowing, Dim and red, Through sooty smoke Stinging eyes with Ashes of sacred forests Burned black. Heat […]
Outside the cities Under the cairn covered Hollow hills of Eire, The Aes Sídhe sit In mansions bigger […]
Drifting down the docks at night In someone else’s clothes. The passers by look right through me As […]
Held oh so tightly The most peculiar notions ’til knuckles are white. Views must change to fit the […]
Words are not flowing The ink is dry in the well I am struck speechless. 7/17/18
Pen put to paper, Record the gifts of the Muse, Scribbled in frenzies, Possessed hand cramped and swollen […]
John W. Leys is an indie poet/author from Redmond, Oregon. He currently posts his work on his blog Darkness of His Dreams, which he started in 2016. John has been writing poetry since he was 14 years old and has had his work published in a variety of small publications, including Omnibus—the literary journal of the […]via Indie Blu(e) Welcomes John W. Leys — INDIE BLU(E)
Spellbound, enchanted Words of a cherished poet, A salve for the soul, Caressed by holy verses Writ on […]
Bran, blessed crow, Revered raven, Son of the seas, Brother of Branwen, Defender of honor, Keeper of the […]
