I Think of the Mouse & Broken Down
With millions without homes I think of the mouse who makes a home in my shoe he knows about comfort even from a saucer size hole for his bedding from…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
With millions without homes I think of the mouse who makes a home in my shoe he knows about comfort even from a saucer size hole for his bedding from…
It was a time of celebration when the prince defended. On time, in time amongst other times. Not seen by others in etheric spaces from the past, and in the…
The earth is not beautiful anymore, every day it gets dropped it gets stained it feels the pain. The hearts of the good die by the hour with every shower…
The cold unforgiving beautiful trail of time through changing woodland, I walk I notice thin squirrels and over time I see them, playing to keep warm I feel that they…
Raw pure and simple that is all we should be, trust forgiveness foregoing our worldly desires more than ever now as sadness’s of the unknown stalk our every waking moment…