Narrative

Rainy Reverie: A Symphony of Seasons

Nature's whim, a weather's design.
Crisp clarity...

Believe me, when I tell you
every new day is wasted on me
the sunlight can...

He drives in grief to grandma's home,
The place he always loved to roam.
For decades now, he...

Today, I was asked by a child
just eleven grand years himself
if we were actually all born...

THE CLOUDS GATHERED TOGETHER
AND DARKNESS SUBDUED THE LIGHT
THE BRIGHTNESS THAT ONCE GUIDED...

The very backbone of a poem
is its torment and ungraciousness?
it's the wheels of...

I cannot bring you back
from death my love

even though my dreams
are haunted...

The weight of the pressure,
The swarming of the water.

The sting of the bite,
The...

I was twenty-seven year’s old
my spark gone
I couldn’t see anything
lost all hope in...

In the garden of dreams where the night blooms fade,
I wander alone, through the memories we've made...

Yes, I admit
my work is never posh
I've never liked fancy poetry
I don’t need a...

And as she slowly lands
upon ground, this time
without my humble request
a...

She is mine, a whisper in the night,
A star that burns so fiercely bright.
In my thoughts,...

Beneath the heavens' arch, a tale unfolds, Of a fallen angel, with wings of gold, Banished from grace, to...

Outward slovenly appearance bespeaks volumes
wordsworth their weight in gold
(exhumed from...

So, I can tell you
my recurring dreams
are extremely vivid
sometimes, I even...

From fiery end and watery grave,
A world reborn, lush and brave.
Green fields rise where...