Tue, 22 Feb 2022
Infinity—Perhaps tucks it arms
among the soft, feathery skies …or finds its way
Painting brushes upon the canvas ... more
Fri, 21 Feb 2020
The breath of noon.
Moving on,
Can't make amends
Chime in forlorn.
Waiting for the wind,
Will ... more
Fri, 21 Feb 2020
Unwordy lips
brings forth her silence
that the moon in her gallant trail
couldn’t help but ... more
Mon, 21 May 2018
My mind
Stealthily drifts away
From the wary
Breath of the sun....
I hardly
Grope for freshness ... more
Mon, 15 May 2017
A poem i wrote sometime ago...
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