What the Butterfly Attests
And butterflies attest the time so fleeting for beauty to mesmerize the world, a temporary glimpse of life in bloom
Read morePoetry is a genre of literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm.
And butterflies attest the time so fleeting for beauty to mesmerize the world, a temporary glimpse of life in bloom
Read moreAs colors swirl, and mind pervades the spaces between the spaces I know, a silent plea resounds to entreat this
Read moreI am master of a world crumbling, evolving in seamless array, and thoughts muster regrets, the delays of my past
Read moreThe dew of hours after the dusk cools at my boots as I walk slowly out of the pen to
Read moreDon’t Put Me Out Don’t put me out, don’t extinguish my flame It burns bright and hot like a raging
Read moreYou have no right to tell me who I am inside Especially if you are looking at me through your
Read moreIn the quietness of night, in the stillness of thought, she wondered how reality and happiness had parted ways so
Read moreThe Day of Birth From a man to woman, maybe today i will be Maybe today my wondering soul
Read moreThe Capture “The Capture” is a futuristic place in a world where technology has somehow been partially lost, society has
Read morePoet’s Dream Catcher The poet’s dream catcher hung on the wall Of his mind, always there reminding him He
Read moreWhat grasp on reality eludes me, if not my wants in belief, far less a hold than truth, and in
Read moreI did not want to write this piece this morning, I was leaning toward a descriptive nature work, but my
Read moreEver since the day, there was a closed door on our love, my heart keeps leading me – back to
Read moreWhat do you see, frozen in the chill of night, shaking from the effects of malnutrition, the disdain of harsh
Read moreDeprivation Violence stricken, trachea gurgles. This horror story is real yet runs in circles, like a dog on a hog
Read moreHuman History Sacco and Vanzetti, Guthrie and Bulosan, four good men a long time gone. Then there’s you and me
Read moreOvernight girl… If her mood and the price is right Revolving doors at the seedy hotel Or run down apartments
Read moreWho decides? When a terminally ill patient should die No one’s fooled when the plug is pulled It’s tragic and
Read morePristine clouds, strewn in patterns, like cotton balls stretched or comet tails etched within the blue, and eyes perceive the
Read moreThe blue creeps slowly invading my life, glossy viscous trails that cover and suppress all beneath it, and I feel
Read moreTwilight descending… Sunlight, The remains of another day Once golden, but now changing, Yellow fading to orange and then pink,
Read moreThe awakening of day is akin to a bloom unfurl, in rapture of the sun’s warm breath, and each day
Read moreAustralia, the most beautiful, deadly, diverse and unique country on earth, bids all to visit our sunburned country, where space
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