Having To Face Reality
Reality can strike, sometimes much too close. You can be feeling, as if you’re living in a dream, then suddenly
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.
Reality can strike, sometimes much too close. You can be feeling, as if you’re living in a dream, then suddenly
Read moreA guitar sits upon a stand, a yearning melody imbibed in every grain of wood, and strings still in taught
Read moreWorld without end, beauty without dissension, is nature’s way; life and death but cycles within a vast and infinite echo
Read moreExpectations rise to unrealistic heights, when hope inspires beyond its plush soft pillow, and soaring into its manifest being, it,
Read moreDesire Through The Ages Since the beginning of time man has desired And woman has given pleasure to his
Read moreA Stone Turned… I turned a stone, to see which side is smoother, and behold the side that faces sky
Read moreIn anguish set, of vanquished self forlorn, prostrate in lowly visions of dark affront, I lay, slain by words, from
Read moreFaerie Cottages Tiny squealing, angry voices I heard, Came
Read moreMinefield and Man In the aura of a relationships a man is but a man his emotions his alone how
Read moreBygone Memories As we grow old we tend to go back in time, flashes of the past come alive
Read moreThe tempest pounds upon our door, locked, hoping for reprieve, an overlooking, and live we do on the edge of
Read moreNurture, in the cycle of life… A leaf in flight, released from life its purpose done, sees the world for
Read moreNot Part of Life…a sin World without hope, hope without heart, heart without possibility, and possibility without start; all that
Read moreIf I were cloud in diaphanous state, I’d climb to the edge of the world, where light and darkness interplay,
Read moreAntiquity, at peace… I seek shallow waters, still and imbued with light, the sky refection all I see, the gloaming
Read moreWhat gift we bring to humanity, is rarely thought, our obsession with self the expectation of what life puts before
Read moreDelusion’s bleak attire… Flights of fancy save our minds, from realities we prefer blind, yet illusions last only as long
Read moreAs a new year begins As another new year begins spreading before us its pristine, blank pages, that await to
Read moreLove can be, the utmost feeling – send you reeling. Brings to mind, flowers bursting into bloom, warm and kissed
Read moreThe interplay of light as orange infuses the faded sky, is exhilarating, heralding nights slow drawing blanket, studded jewels on
Read moreMemory serves me well, yet why do halcyon days pale before the struggle and memories of loss that so haunt
Read moreThe sun pulls itself up on a reluctant sky, slumber lingering in the fading night, and alarms ring to herald
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