Let’s do some lines Sharpen some skin Get the harmonies flowing And then bring them in. Let’s write down some words And then string them along – Like all of…
Midnight in Paris, And the stars tumble down, Drawing over a veil of romance; And though I can see That this love is just memories, I still find my feet…
Blue skies and angel songs I need a frame for my thoughts Dreams of love and happy throngs A horizon for my world Let’s see if the puzzle fits A…
One summer morning when I lay down to die, The birds were singing sweetly beneath a clear blue sky. The sound of a rushing brook trickled into my ears, And…
In moving to a new home, I have brought everything – All the things that have been with me through my life so far; And for a moment, I stare…
Distant, barking dogs Blue smoke rises from chimneys The air tastes vibrant . Long grass turning green Fields where loves were found and lost A sparrow takes flight . Crescent…
Sometimes, I want to sigh. Sometimes, I want to shout. Most times, I want to speak But there’s nothing to talk about. . . .
The only reason I write is so that I have something to throw away later.
You are such an intrigue, they tell me. So distant. Composed. Reserved. I want to know everything about you. What you are thinking, feeling, sensing. . Surely you are hiding…
Give a person an internet identity, and suddenly, they’re Genghis bloody Khan – out to conquer the world with their wild and ruthless army of opinions. And if they don’t…
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