I was once a lad with upturned lips Afloat but scared of sinking waves That swelled over society’s brink and Quenchless flames that on my bosom die. #anxiety
It's easy to conjure up the image of that island ferry. Here's how I do it.
A little dark poem is where I landed today. Hope you can recover from this one.
A love letter written with the youthful exuberance of a life lived with such a grateful heart.
uncertainty looms in every corner—what to do, what to do but all ills come equipped, they say,complete with answers waiting the humane will figure it out: not exactlyrocket science Copyright…
In the presence of nature, a wild delight runs through the man, in spite of real sorrows. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Wisdom from Peace Is Every Step, The Path of Mindfulness in Everyday Life, by Thich Nhat Hanh.
“Preventing window collisions isn’t rocket science; turn off lights at night, make windows on lower floors bird-friendly.” ~ Melissa Breyer
I received irreplaceable support from this WordPress community during the release of my debut poetry collection. In that light, I’d like to lend support to a few of the generous bloggers who lent me their precious time.
What are you up to now that the humidity is last season’s news? Here’s an idea.