


The anger alarms me The passion unnerves me The power frightens me The presence fills me â™ My…
Poem 18 of 31 for October Poetry Writing Month, #OctPoWriMo, based on the prompt of black out or…

Rest now weary sinners, there’s a reckoning just ahead. Where the work of grace begins, and every hope…
Just a soft touch, of a gentle hand. A moment in life, where time stands. Believing in fairy…

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