Unheralded, an apparition in white – wings enveloping, uplifting soul cries, voiceless, powerless – no pause on perfection she follows coastlines while I travel roads,
Category: life
Skyward
Even weeds reach for the sky, as if heaven holds a secret, as if liberation lies in the stars and the day’s passage into night
Age’s Rant
What if days were berries growing bright, whose sumptuous juices blossomed only in Summer? How sad it would be – such limitations, disrespectful of the
Brilliance
Is life as brilliant as one said it is? We bleed colour, eat pie with caramel, go by oceans laugh over their icy melting hearts…
Pause
Tides recede, puddled remnants of once oceanic flooding – emotions overpowering – threats now quelled. I breathe, lose myself in visions of gold and promising
Foundational Flaws
Proficient at constructing frames, I plaster over old mistakes, convinced that survival equates with marble – am I not a living example of metamorphosis? Yet,
