on September 23, 2018 September 23, 2018 broken sun in Blog Poetry by Soulcruzer Share Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email a drop of blood in the stars divides the blue against the broken sun, the fiery light passes from hand to hand, gnawing on our bones in a corner of heaven Share this:FacebookXLike this:Like Loading... micropoetry Share This Previous Post← 001: Embrace the emerging myth. “The Craft of the Warrior,” by Robert L. Spencer 001: Embrace the emerging myth. "The Craft of the Warrior," by Robert L. Spencer Next PostMom’s Amusement → Mom's Amusement You May Also Like Poetry A Kiss Is View Post