m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


Peony Power

Peony Power

Who wields such power

To turn someone into a flower?

Botan tattooed rogue

With devil may care attitude,

Cuts such masculine motif

Swimming with the koi.

What are the chances

He’s the healer of death,

The deliverer from evil?

What are the chances

He’s the aether

In the starry robes of night?

An honourable root,

The king of flowers,

Alien to love with peony powers.




 

Mustard Seed

Mustard Seed

Peony Moon

Peony Moon