But I dare you forget me
It might have been my eye’s of blue as blue as a gentle june morning Or as if my brown hair
Read moreIt might have been my eye’s of blue as blue as a gentle june morning Or as if my brown hair
Read moreSpoken in words so sharp, blood does ooze from gaping wounds, and vile is the intent, to render such harsh
Read moreHow the clouds introduce day, brooding beasts or white in pristine play, give notions of expectant ways, for lives beneath
Read moreTainted, without Love… Skeptic tones and silence bemoans the lies like toxic swills do flow, and trust is lost to
Read moreTell us of the ancient bards, Sing to us, Euterpe, Muse of song, Daughter of Mnemosyne, fathered by Zeus, Tell
Read moreOur paths of thought… In the labyrinth of inner swill, thoughts overlapping thoughts, viewpoints in perspective of degrees, a mind
Read moreMorning They come and they go as they will but it is we who change our expectations but then cannot
Read moreTotal Immersion … The scene is set. At night the shadows climb. The moonlight gently slips through my fingers Cathartically,
Read moreAccepting Love… That I might accept love, embrace its countenance, without reservation to mark my final days before the greeting
Read moreCool morning rising after the hot night, Bedding all jumbled down around our feet, I feel the chill and pull
Read moreNight songs of the forest … The night songs of the forest usually lulled Josie to sleep. Sounds of crickets,
Read moreI sit within a maelstrom, a turbulent rush of panicked desperation, as others forge pathways of struggle and impediment, the
Read moreUpon a knoll, beneath a majestic elm, a mushroom sits gently upon terra firma, its redolent earthy scent, like fresh
Read moreVoices call, from distance immeasurable, sounds of life in plea of recognition, and their wonder I feel, just as I,
Read moreOn the rocky shores of New England lays a small town where the rivers meet the seas ah Camden waterfalls
Read moreJackson lay in bed, in battle throes of guilt, defying any blame he should claim to receive forgiveness and peace.
Read moreUpon us, the ravages of thoughts, aspiring within us to reign, and we, the brunt of all our hopes, to
Read moreThe rhetoric of academia is often self-serving, overwritten to the extent of illegibility, and deriving original thought from others to
Read moreLost spirits… Spirits loom on the marsh, as if anchored to their deathly end, cast of colour, deplored and
Read moreThe Savage Knave This home is where the anchor drops, How petulance has fueled the top Eventually a pirate’s flag
Read moreLittle boxes all in a row, gardens fresh and colors glow, but boxes nonetheless, as we drive wheeled boxes to
Read moreMaudlin days can bury mind and flesh, and in moist hallowed ground we find a leveling, darkness like a veil
Read moreNever wrong… One lingering touch fuels the fire, one glance my melted heart, one word my every desire, entwined, such
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