Days drift on,
rhythms of a soft breeze.
Oh, my God,
won’t you catch me, please.
I’m free-falling…
~Mark Schutter ©2015
They buried me deep to prohibit the evil from returning. Long held superstitious beliefs still ruled the minds…
Let the winds blow harder, Let the rain fall faster, Let the lightning slice the darkness, And let…
“The last thing I heard was you whispering goodbye. And then I heard you flatline.” ~Skillet, Not Gonna…
Sharing Space – for the Poetic Diversity Project Another poem in response to Shawn L. Bird’s Poetic Diversity…
