You can never be sure of when you… You can always be sure that you wi… And while every breath can still b… What reason is that to stop having… A woman so central, a woman so str…
Calming storms we battle proud And sometimes stuck behind the shr… Of calling out to our master’s dec… And wondering when we shall be all… One needn’t ask for permission to…
The hand flirts in dangerous tides… As it travels through the midnight… Calm collected, undetected When the penetrating silence unend… A flip-flop slap
Simple reflections of past blunder… A gentle breeze of radiant beauty… My heart races a mile a minute as… This happens every moment in which… One never thinks it will happen, b…
Today’s simplistic silly rhyme Has come to you upon a dime The choices made to express, you s… A daily reminder of the depths of… Word.
There is always time you’ll never… Stacks of newspapers, tupperware a… Staring back at my listless eyes Despising the rising of layers of… Rusted unto an otherwise strengthe…
He flew with poise and energetic g… Stinger lancing out, if only you c… But of course not you fool, He’s a fucking bee. Expressionless remorse as he hones…
You can call me crazy Because I’ve definitely lost my m… It’s not likely that you’ll catch… Because I have a net, you know But those silly little details are…
Sonder I ponder Clearly the day drifts on and wear… Of elegant decay. What’s that, you say? You too?
Surrounded by the light, so she ca… Could not help but stare with my c… The rapid pounding of a lost heart… Soon to find the path with an eage… Gentle and understanding, so I wa…
His wrath well worn and all too known; His peace well torn as we held His scorn. His effervescent attitudes
I’ve fallen for an angel Who had already clipped her wings It hadn’t been decided Which song together we would sing. Cast out into the shadows of poten…
25 Sep 2014 Edition Reflecting on this camping trip Certain things make me flip. My mind, my view, my purview How many of them are certain to
The tides are turning, I’ve found… Ran round my brain to clear the mu… Opportunity lost but never sounded Like I would ever imagine. Alliteration has crossed my mind
