Give Time some time.
Poetry by R Lee Duquette
They say it’s not a disease,
like the ever present dysfunction of white cells marching through tunnels
more a condition, an outside infestation
Created by selfish impulse, opening up to the armies within your time bomb skin… 238 more words
It is my personal view that when it comes to matters of the heart and all things feeling there is a way that they can be expressed with dignity and without. 351 more words
Happening Now In
It’s now October 25, 2014 at 12:31AM in Edinburgh.
The Unknowable Universe
For my little cousin, as she enters into the teeth of one of the more trying phases of life—the tweens:
They will always be confusing, but they will grow steadily more comprehensible. 150 more words
The Many Whimsical Adventures of Somebody
Oh the joys of the changing seasons. The spectacle of autumn leaves dancing through the frosty air, paving way for our dear friend winter. 244 more words
Baby cloud, you stand in the intersection.
Are you lost?
I cannot save you.
You float between the morning traffic.
I’m sure you came off the river, 77 more words