we are living in a decade of diagnoses.
it could also be called a decade of disillusionment, dispensation, or even more: an era of all that. 77 more words
Musings From a Ragged Soul
Not sure what I want
Hard to even assess what I’ve got
I’m looking for attention
Even the slightest mention
I wish someone would see me… 132 more words
I’ve tried to be a novelist. Several times actually. I wrote my first story in prose (obviously) when I was very young. It was an adventure story, so I’ve always got that in me. 562 more words
All beautiful colours are present in this web of circles
It weaves a pattern of fortune and misfortune.
People say that I am lucky
Although, I consider myself to be unlucky. 86 more words
LHS Hollow Horse
I’m in a mood,
A good mood,
A romantic, dreamy mood
Of stillness and vibrancy.
I wrote that poem for you
And now it’s yours. 128 more words
Andromeda, smooth through creamy spring,
Lady of the Night, pales in your eyes.
Broken stone dove, on golden wing,
Soaring, frozen in the sky.
Through, caverns of colour, 76 more words
It always goes the same way
all those nice memories
keep you from letting go
and yet maybe love is “letting go”
that old tune my grandmother used to hum… 86 more words