When your first words arrived – a smile played on my lips: the softness of those words were like music to my ears – it…
Comments closedWhen your first words arrived – a smile played on my lips: the softness of those words were like music to my ears – it…
Comments closedLeaf falling red, green, brown. The wind blows not – gently but cunningly. Grey misty thunderous sky. Autumn has come again too soon. Night mist…
Comments closedGreen mixed with shades of callow emerald olives shining lavender fragrance ever so soft to touch – oh the tender touch smooth touch as the…
Comments closedHe doesn’t understand for me pulling away getting angry when he puts mud down my shirt. Her won’t understand the reason when trying to explain.…
Comments closedFor a Lost Poem A poem written long ago – disappeared on the face of the earth as if it never existed – but somewhere…
Comments closedThe time has come to say Goodbye – A time to close the door to youth And step outside in the great big world. …oh…
Comments closedIn the misty oval of shattered glass: let the silent tears fall over the oval in between the depths in the strained circular shadow. Mirrored…
Comments closedDistant hills tower over houses. Clouds hang low- sun beats down heat wind hums and blows a chill across these lone mountains. Birds chirp; children…
Comments closedBlade of lone long green grass stands alone – in the mist of vast concrete gray, alone like a lost dream; into a world of…
Comments closedTwo years have grown past; with winter rumbling by on this late season’s calm! and i hear the winds tickling the timely autumn leaves! Oh…
Comments closedLife twirls round and round- like the globe turns round the sun. Seasons circle, repeats the beauty of nature; the never ending beauty. Cries of…
Comments closedWhen evening comes across the deep waves of blustering sorrowful winds: blowing wind crosses the dusky city light: clouds fluttering in – the noise is…
Comments closedThe Rising Sun slants boldly bringing the rays of colouring vision to the point of our nose. A shy ray lends the way to longing…
Comments closedThe unknown has come too soon – the snowball has uncurled questioningly… …at the future to come! What lays at the hands of the unknown?…
Comments closedAs the wind whispers on the 11th hour of 11th day of 11th mont Leaves reced and sink down to thte graves below. People bustle…
Comments closedMarch, a month of blossoming… a month of growth… a month of love… though late eventide has not appeared in my room window the air…
Comments closedSorrow deepens as the waves engulve the land. I perch on thet forest floor and cry. Water flows out of my view. Birds deliberatly sit…
Comments closedPast is the past Move forward with, the streams currents into vast distant plains; water swirls and swirls, as leaves twirl and twirl through the…
Comments closedI know i haven’t been always there for you- yet i have from a distance. I look at your unhappy face, and i know you…
Comments closedSadness humbles its way through: Blue spanish sky, listening to the trumpets blowing away from tears forming on the eyes – like the blue blue…
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