Autumn
the autumn chill speaks of a coming death arise and awake time to harvest and hope for needed…
the autumn chill speaks of a coming death arise and awake time to harvest and hope for needed…
Life is upon you Whether you risk it or not Blessed graceful courage ≈ Called to shine a…
Hot sand clings to my face A scorching wind blows unceasingly As dry as this forgotten land Dusty…
Shadows Where we often hide Shadows Where our fears reside Shadows Where the dark lives inside Light…
Poem #1 for #OctPoWriMo Floating on the morning’s silent calm, in the gentle moments before dawn. A stillness…
“Home is where one starts from.” ~T.S. Eliot In the distance, … Feel the pull of the long forgotten….
Softly she smiles My heart melts beneath her style Her long blonde hair reflects the sun She laughs…
Whether she was conceived in love, or not. Under the cover of darkness, or in the light. Born…
Slowly you drift away And could not stay You are not coming back Fade to black Screams of…
Why is it that sometimes our most favorite memories are those that seem often to be shrouded in…