Bitter Sting

The sting of this world
the salt of ocean swirl
flicker of light
darkness descends
upon us all
the living
the dead
like a cancerous
The flame burns awhile
then is doused by death
Do not weep for me
the drummers snare trails
the baby cries
the cycle continues.


About the Poet

Wayne Russell is or has been many things in his 48 years on this planet, he has been a creative writer, world traveler, graphic designer, former soldier, and former sailor. Wayne has been widely published in both online and hard copy creative writing magazines. From 2016-17 he also founded and edited Degenerate Literature. Just recently, the kind editors at Ariel Chart has nominated Wayne for his first Pushcart Prize for the poem Stranger in a Strange Town. “Where Angels Fear” is his debut e-book.