Asleep, Awake, or in Dreamland…
Nearly Asleep Heavy eyes as I lightly inhale The heavenly perfume of lavender Soft tendrils of rich vanilla smoke Swirling
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.
Nearly Asleep Heavy eyes as I lightly inhale The heavenly perfume of lavender Soft tendrils of rich vanilla smoke Swirling
Read moreIn pursuit of beauty … In pursuit of beauty’s flame,
Read moreThe chill of a hesitant sun rising, Dawn just
Read moreWar echoes in humanity, a hard culling, a
Read moreGames We Play Not without trepidation, I follow the paths of fools,
Read moreAnother Side of Autumn … “The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last forever.
Read moreShe leaves the room, and eyes turn, the air
Read moreBitter words lead to bitter moments, bitter endings, and unhappy memories…. The bitter taste still resides on my lips A pungent stinging, acidic,
Read moreShe epitomized beauty’s glorious renditions, Of finest silk her
Read moreExpression Creature comforts find pleasured rest, yet what gives life direction is expression, life shared, the outward flow
Read moreSeeds of what may come haunt my mind, not fear but
Read moreInsanity may be a perspective I adopt, for reason has fallen far short of my expectations, given that most of
Read moreAncient trees stretch their majestic branches skyward in anticipation of the coming rain. Proud maples, wiry elms, yews, oaks and
Read moreThe scent of bark does seed my acknowledgement
Read moreA State of Mind … All persuasions
Read moreLight’s dismay … What more in light’s dismay can darkness encroach, its
Read moreA writer’s soul … Tis a burden to be a writer, a soul betrayer expletive, a pen dipped in blood
Read moreIn life, denial … Penned of gossamer propensity, words of shimmering veils do usher past the flagrant wrongs, denied
Read moreMother Nature’s Palm … In Mother Nature’s Palm On waking in my soft warm bed, Wind howls outside these
Read moreThe Mark of the Beast, a symbol of the end of days, when all hope is extinguished. As the numbers
Read moreTell you, I shall tell you, then, as it has been my prerogative, I shall tell you once again… For
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