About A Million Times

Carrying the scent of next,
Old flames prefaced by “ex”…

Leave Me Alone

Leave me alone,
To make peace with the past,
To quiet the ghosts…

Construct of Time

We are but a speck of ink,
On a billion pages of history…

Look Hard

We are not what we were,
But we are what we teach…

Construct of Time

We are but a speck of ink,
On a billion pages of history…

About A Million Times

Carrying the scent of next,
Old flames prefaced by “ex”…

Leave Me Alone

Leave me alone,
To make peace with the past,
To quiet the ghosts…

Construct of Time

We are but a speck of ink,
On a billion pages of history…

Lightyears Away

Ancient history is left to be seen,
And all that time can offer to see…

Gettysburg, a poem written by Brad Osborne at Spillwords.com

I see their ghosts in morning mist,
That washes across battlefield…

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 !