Let Me Fly
Let me fly, along with the spring breezes, coming soon to melt away – the chill of winter. Let
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.
Let me fly, along with the spring breezes, coming soon to melt away – the chill of winter. Let
Read moreShe glides upon the polished floor, the essence of elegance and grace, slim, not voluptuous but femininity embraced, and her
Read moreImpassioned resistance… Understanding the human condition but unprepared When someday, suddenly becomes this day The false-positive moments of the past
Read moreThe campfire blazes on, piercing the unlit night. Each slight ember bounces, trying to jump away. There she sat, so
Read moreLittle Nook … I sat on a bank near a chilly brook That bubbled slow over moss covered rocks, Under
Read moreTime passes like a wagging tail, a supercilious grin, lording the spin of earth, and sun with puffed chest, proud
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 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 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
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