The Poet In The Mist
They sat across from the table, each waiting on the other to speak. He broke the silence: “You look amazing,” he began, “I would rather be nowhere else in this world than right here, with you.” 288 more words
3 days, 5 hours
Some advice about walking in the woods goes like this:
Be as quiet as you can. The birds will appreciate your
Tread carefully. The earthworms will admire your… 46 more words
5 days, 3 hours
If I disappearedWould it be as I feared?Would all be better againWould it, if it could have been?I wonder, as I sit on my own… 127 more words
1 week, 2 days
Laying my head on my needle-like worries I pretend to sleep, though I can’t, because of the thoughts about you that are more life-like than dreams… 130 more words
1 week, 4 days
At Dawn We Left
It’s been too long.
Listening to: Your Call Song Title: Secondhand Serenade
5 minute free write.
Today’s word: Sugar
She rolled over and he immediately planted one right on her lips, his long, cold, wet hair dripping in her face. 102 more words
2 weeks, 1 day
The problem with a lifetime
is that it only lasts for one.
Both too much time, and far too short
to get things that need doing done. 152 more words
2 weeks, 5 days
I walk barefoot to the shore
just to see the changing tide.
This infinite place is different every time.
It never advances in the same way. 346 more words
3 weeks, 2 days