Sitting on the Moon

Making snow angels in the dust,
That traces every moment touched…

Melancholy Moon

The sky holds a tinctured air,
And melancholy moon glows pale…

A Sad Farewell

The fire’s coals groan a slow death,
Their warmth long gone…

Silver Moon

It flows like mercury,
Heavy and bright,
A shining bit of silver,
In the darkness of night…

Your Loving Moon

Never able to turn and look away,
My stare frozen by the energy,
And as each night breaks to day,
You pull at me constantly.

Sitting on the Moon

Making snow angels in the dust,
That traces every moment touched…

Melancholy Moon

The sky holds a tinctured air,
And melancholy moon glows pale…

A Sad Farewell

The fire’s coals groan a slow death,
Their warmth long gone…

Silver Moon

It flows like mercury,
Heavy and bright,
A shining bit of silver,
In the darkness of night…

Your Loving Moon

Never able to turn and look away,
My stare frozen by the energy,
And as each night breaks to day,
You pull at me constantly.

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 !