Tag: daily poetry
A reflection is fated, pre-destined to acquire each line in the brow each decision how made without stopping to inquire.
Spacewoman’s Love Song
Should I compare you to a summer’s night? Dawn would arrive too soon to count your charms: Dark clouds might hide the full moon from my sight, And it’s summer that soon the fall disarms:
Poetry for Today
today bullets fly babies cry old people die love is spoken of
Cactus in Bloom
Epiphilium is rare as it sounds not your average front yard flower.
Memory and Perception
what i remember is my perception of what was happening and what happened before what was happening and what happened
A Mother of a Day
is a Different thing from Mother’s Day. The Name “Mother” of a Day speaks for itself too