Prodigal Father

I have been away for so long,
That apologies feel unworthy…

It’s God’s Fault

The gulls sing their love on evening air,
Those loving eyes above freckled cheek…

Proud Son

But it is hard to grow in your shade,
Privy to the mistakes you made…

The Kiss I Miss

I could not be the person you wanted,
And with every tear you cried…

It’s God’s Fault

The gulls sing their love on evening air,
Those loving eyes above freckled cheek…

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author

saania2806.wordpress.com/

Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!

Poetry collection

Work by Rain Alchemist

Paul's Poetry Playground

It's Time to Play...