Entries by Mora

Episode 6: Friend

In this episode, we listen to Ernesto Mora’s poem ” Friend”. I’ve a friend I can’t explain, he is night and shade and pain, gentle as he gnaws my bones, and his voice is as the rain. His is the gloom, his berth and shroud, herald of lament, patron of the disavowed. Moon so pale, […]

So Fallen

So fallen unto the embracing kiss of those lips that speak in silent love with the dialect of reciprocity, the idiom of amorous culture so entrenched within the fleeting moments the evanescent evening that as a shawl upon your silken skin. Adorns your breasts with the stars aligned, a glittering gift from the divine. So […]

Good And Evil

The golden hue kiss on the horizon on the wings dulcet intonation below the dark hungered maw. .. Copyright © Ernesto Mora@ThePOEMHOME All Rights Reserved.

“Untitled” a poem by Ernesto Mora⠀

In the somber, dying dusk, just beyond the pale, I saw you. In the atramentous midnight hour, I felt you. In the morning, by the dewy knoll, I kissed the stone of your sepulcher.   Copyright © Ernesto Mora@ThePOEMHOME All Rights Reserved.

Last in Line

  Summary The emergency broadcast alarm sounds off. I am disturbed, out of my sleep. But what’s more disturbing is what I now see on the screen. Could this be real? Is this some sort of hoax? I don’t know, but there’s something to the tone of the man’s voice, that is leaving me unsettled. […]

For without you

For without you forsaken among the roots but a glimpse at your foliage in awe of vivid palette in contrast I, in shaded anguish ⠀ Copyright © Ernesto Mora@ThePOEMHOME All Rights Reserved.