LABEAU

A man walking home, leaving poems as mile markers.

August 2026

Red Stems

She feels more comfortable spilling with red and a stemSurprise Roses packaged and card with inside intimates, signed with no name, but she still knows it came from himProbably spilled from his pen, close to some water, a sunshine, waves flowing, maybe crashingNatural reminders of her last time when she was with himThey both were tired of the window shopping,So he manned up, opened up, and finally let her inCrazy how this kinda softness once felt like a 7 deadly sinGuess its only a blessing when you know youll land on cloud 9 with your heaven sentHarps playing in the background, as we float aroundWrap her with each feather of my wings as an everlasting promise while i marvel at each diamond and jewel on her crownA partner for lifes merry go round. Ive finally found

This poem alone

DEEP CUTS

#20

trying to de stress you,
not undress you

#21

It was cloudy too…
Sometimes that's the best way
to appreciate the blues around you.

#22

Crazy how this kinda softness
once felt like a 7 deadly sin

The shelf

What comes

LiveRed Stems
SepSea salt, and the ground giving under your feet.
SepWhere the sun and the sand meet. A seat saved.
OctAn ocean, a mirror, and a promise that won't falter.
OctWhat a melody does on its way to the brain.
NovPalms clasped, and a table set for generations.

If a line stayed with you

Tell me which one. Nothing is published here, nothing appears on the page, and no one else sees it. It is read once a fortnight, on a Sunday.

Received. Thank you for reading closely enough to have a favourite.