That undoubted satisfying rustle and crunch under foot. A hard path becomes softened by a blanket of...
Jump into the dark, where the unknown lays to rest, scared but we live on.
Fall is my second favorite season of the year. I love the Autumn as much as people love beer....
There were wondrous whispers coming from the waterfall Sacred secrets cascading down in her love’s...
Inspired by Tony Taylors powerful poem, Autumn’s Movement
The crispness in the air, is the...
I was not raised with my hand held your hand hit the parts of me I...
I stood on the eighty-first floor looking down, there was dust and debri spread all over town,...
Tangle me up in your picture Arrange me to be seen Piece me together Evenly, with...
Somewhere in my short time i fell from the top of the tree i hit every...
Pride is heavy. It'll squeeze the helium right out 'cha. Side note. . . Did ya know they mix helium with...
Like dust floating in sunlit glades I fall slowly, endlessly falling over and over...
oh not again! You see my mum falls Quite a lot since dad passed. She stayed strong to...
If wisdom fell Would she forget All that was taught to her? All of those times ...
Feel the gears, every moving wheel As I try to find an explanation for what I feel Layer...
From their place in the night stars never fall. During the storms in the sky they...
The river is calm, It's life's healing balm, Gently flowing down, like a maidens...
A kind, lowly lamplighter pays his dues Can an artist truly capture its life? Brushstroke on...
