Proud Son

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

‘Twas the Night Before Covid Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas, 2020 the year,
The days were blurring with pandemic fear;

Little Bird

We must dare to stand on edge,
And unfurl our tiny wings…

Creating Dreams

We tell our teens,
“For you there is no limit”,
For fear their dreams,
May somehow be diminished.

The Learned

Our innocence is not sacrosanct,
But a brief moment in our childhood,
Where emulated heroes are thanked,
For conceptualized bad and good.

A Child’s Halloween

With treasured treats and tricks well-played
We review our haul and make a grade
For those we deem fit for trade
Chocolatier’s dreams on parade

Snowflakes

We tell them they are all snowflakes
Each unique in form and structure

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.

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...

yaskhan

Verba volant, scripta manent !