Oh My More Poetry From The Poetic Hero In His Own Lunch Hour…
How Do We Fair Relying upon empathy how do we fair and what does this cost and does it exist without the lure of reward that is difficult, not easy…
Warm Outside But The Wordsmith Is Boiling With This Poetic Round Up
Good Lanterns We’ve got some good lanterns out there, but where is your leader perhaps over that mountain a hundred miles away the leader of a thousand lights points to…
Never Be.
Never be an ornament child fight back claim your love. Be yourself smile openly, laugh, even if things are bad you are you, not your parents think free be you,…
In Subversion
In subversion are the human’s heads tilted to one side, as if dosed with viral load chaos seems to have completed what it set out to do, scramble the mind…
Me To Mine
Me to mine, my thoughts need an exhaustive cleaning. Too much dirt I cannot live without the purity, I seek upon new pasture like a grazing bovine. I need new…